Old age is far more than white hair wrinkles the feeling that it is too late and the game finished that the stage belongs to the rising generations. The true evil is not the weakening of the body but the indifference of the soul.
Old age adds to the respect due to virtue but it takes nothing from the contempt inspired by vice it whitens only the hair.
I love such mirth as does not make friends ashamed to look upon one another next morning.