Rebecca Harding Davis Quotes

When I look back at the tapes, your first everything, your first All-Star Game, your first playoff experience, it just seems like it went by really fast.

The older you get, the more you find yourself looking for things you used to see and liked when you were younger.

I remember way back when I was young, 10 years ago.

When I hear that I realize how quickly time passes and how everybody goes on their journeys and they're always unbelievable and they never go where you think they're going to take you and, quite frankly, it also makes me feel a little old.

I'm growing old, I delight in the past.

For years I wanted to be older, and now I am.

So as the years draw on toward the Biblical limit, the inclination to look back, and to tell some sort of story of what one has seen, grows upon most of us.

Heavens, Mary, of course we'll laugh again. It's just that we'll never be young again.

We all have those dreams of going back in time and seeing what it was like when our parents were younger.

One of the reasons for me that there's no 'Spaced 3' is that I don't think you can pretend to be 26 for ever.

I started out with this 'La Boheme' fantasy, but as you get older, the 'La Boheme' fantasy becomes less sexy, believe me.

When I went to Munich, I was perhaps a little too young.

There is nothing fine about being a child: it is fine, when we are old, to look back to when we were children.

If a man lives to any considerable age, it can not be denied that he laments his imprudences, but I notice he often laments his youth a deal more bitterly and with a more genuine intonation.

Sweet childish days, that were as long, As twenty days are now.

Didn't we, like our grandchildren, begin with a childhood we thought would never end? Now, all of a sudden, I'm older than my parents were when I thought they were old.

So here I sit in the early candle-light of old age-I and my book-casting backward glances over out travel'd road.

I liked being a kid. I liked being a student.

Those words are from Lynda Barry's novel 'Cruddy.' I've carried them with me for some time. There's a lot in my life I wasn't expecting. One is the realization that I stood at this pulpit and delivered a reading for my own graduation...15 years ago. Unexpectedly, I'm old.

Every man who has lived for fifty years has buried a whole world or even two; he has grown used to its disappearance and accustomed to the new scenery of another act: but suddenly the names and faces of a time long dead appear more and more often on his way, calling up series of shades and pictures kept somewhere, "just in case," in the endless catacombs of the memory, making him smile or sigh, and sometimes almost weep.

Dreams age faster than dreamers.

Never have I enjoyed youth so thoroughly as I have in my old age

The years go by. The time, it does fly. Every single second is a moment in time that passes. And it seems like nothing - but when you're looking back ... well, it amounts to everything.

A man advanced in years that thinks fit to look back on his former life, and calls that only life which was passed with satisfaction and enjoyment, excluding all parts which were not pleasant to him, will find himself very young, if not in infancy.

Drawn to childhood, the old man will seek it in a thousand different ways.