Old age is a tyrant, who forbids, under pain of death, the pleasures of youth.
The accent of one's birthplace remains in the mind and in the heart as in one's speech.
Good advice is something a man gives when he is too old to set a bad example.
In the human heart there is a ceaseless birth of passions, so that the destruction of one is almost always the establishment of another.
Old people are fond of giving good advice; it consoles them for no longer being capable of setting a bad example.
The defects of the mind, like those of the face, grow worse with age.
It is with an old love as it is with old age a man lives to all the miseries, but is dead to all the pleasures.