In fact, her sympathy is more genuine, for her age puts her completely beyond the faintest suspicion of rivalry, and it is easier to tell of one's defeats and triumphs when the listener is too far along in years to be jealous or envious.
It should not be necessary for us to call courage into use to reconcile us to our lost youth.

Plain common sense is all that is requisite.

We have gained much on life in the past century.

As science has taught us how to ward off death, so has it instructed us in the art of preserving youth far beyond middle age.

Over my fireplace hangs a portrait of my grandmother, one of the loveliest women of her time.
She died at the age of fifty, and in it she wears a mob-cap and an old woman's gown.