„I grow old … I grow old …I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.“

— T.S. Eliot
„I grow old … I grow old ...I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.I do not think that they will sing to me.I have seen them riding seaward on the wavesCombing the white hair of the waves blown backWhen the wind blows the water white and black.We have lingered in the chambers of the seaBy sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brownTill human voices wake us, and we drown.“
— T.S. Eliot
„I grow old on my bitterness.“
— Anne Sexton
„When I am old I shall wear midnight.“
— Terry Pratchett
„Wine comes in at the mouthAnd love comes in at the eye;That's all we shall know for truthBefore we grow old and die.I lift the glass to my mouth,I look at you, and I sigh.“
— W.B. Yeats
„This autumn-why am I growing old?bird disappearing among clouds.“
— Bashō Matsuo
„I'll be happy if running and I can grow old together.“
— Haruki Murakami
„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
„I want to grow old without facelifts. I want to have the courage to be loyal to the face I have made.“
— Marilyn Monroe