I'm 25, but I look like I'm 16 so I don't really don't consider age personally.
I think the way I dress says I'm young and I'm living life.
You can't help getting older, but you don't have to get old.
Making six-pack abs for no reason doesn't make sense. When you are young, it is possible.
I think there's an interesting contradiction of having a young face and an old soul. There's something funny about it, and it also allows you to reinvent being old.
Time is the subtle thief of youth.
The secret of remaining young is never to have an emotion that is unbecoming.
Asleep, he looked a lot younger than going-on-seventeen, but I had noticed that Johnny looked younger when he was asleep too, so I figured everyone did. Maybe people are younger when they are asleep.
This is what's sick about living in L.A. My eight-year-old daughter will point to a woman and say, 'Look! That woman's had too much Botox.' She spots them because they all look a bit like Lord Voldemort from 'Harry Potter.'
See Time has touched me gently in his race, And left no odious furrows in my face.
Well, you know, I'm much older than I look.
I'm 56 - I don't want to look like I'm 20.
I never thought I was particularly good looking. But when I see old photographs, I realise that I was. I do wish I had known that at the time because beauty is power. I didn't realise how lucky I was to be young, beautiful and in Hollywood. It didn't hit me. Every day I woke up, went to the film studio and just got on with it.
I think using anti-aging products really helps; the sooner the better, you know?
I say throwaway, jokey things. When you're young-looking and you are presenting something that has gravitas you can't look down your nose, but when David Dimbleby does it, it's OK.
Sirius's gaunt face broke out into the first true smile Harry had seen upon it. The difference it made was startling, as though a person ten years younger were shining through the starved mask; for a moment he was recognizable as the man who had laughed at Harry's parents' wedding.
Here I am, ninety years old and ready for the cooling board, using a brand new Macintosh computer, and there you sit, twenty-two and gorgeous, fresh as a new peach, yet scrawling on a yellow legal pad like an old maid in a Victorian romance.
I'm partly obsessed by aging gracefully.
I'm not gangly; I'm very coordinated. I do have a bit of a baby face. But I guess that just means I'll be working longer.
I was about six years old when I did 'Orchids and Ermine.' They dressed me in a suit, put a mustache under my nose, a cigar in my mouth, a cane in my hand, and a hat on my head.
I've only got one wrinkle, and I'm sitting on it.
I must be getting old ... People are beginning to tell me I look so young. They never tell you that when you are young.
I look fine. I've had no surgery apart from an operation I had decades ago to remove the fat under my eyes. My mum looked 30 when she was 60, so I guess I owe it all to genes and hair dye.
I don't look my age, I don't feel my age and I don't act my age. To me age is just a number.
I often joke that 100 years from now I hope people are saying, 'Dang, she looks good for her age!'
