The infant runs toward it with its eyes closed, the adult is stationary, the old man approaches it with his back turned.
Does there, I wonder, exist a being who has read all, or approximately all, that the person of average culture is supposed to have read, and that not to have read is a social sin? If such a being does exist, surely he is an old, a very old man.
There cannot live a more unhappy creature than an ill-natured old man, who is neither capable of receiving pleasures, nor sensible of conferring them on others.
I knew I'd made it when I was sitting on the bus into Rochdale and there was an old man listening to one of my songs. It was fantastic.
A friend often says I'm an old man in a young man's husk. I like that. I am old-fashioned in some ways.
There is not a more repulsive spectacle than on old man who will not forsake the world, which has already forsaken him.
You immediately hear the word 'Merlin,' you think magic, you think adventure, excitement - you also think 'an old man.'
Normally, I'm a grumpy old man - whenever I read about celebrity, I start to grind my teeth and pull my hair; it seems synonymous with idiocy.
Youth doesn't reason, it acts. The old man reasons and would like to make the others act in his place.