„I grow old on my bitterness.“

— Anne Sexton
„I grow old … I grow old …I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.“
— T.S. Eliot
„My mother… she is beautiful, softened at the edges and tempered with a spine of steel. I want to grow old and be like her.“
— Jodi Picoult
„The unavailing outcries and the old bitternessThat empty the heart.“
— W.B. Yeats
„I think it's your own choice if you turn from an angry young man to a bitter, old bastard.“
— Billie Joe Armstrong
„This autumn-why am I growing old?bird disappearing among clouds.“
— Bashō Matsuo