In Sleep we lie all naked and alone in Sleep we are united at the heart of night and darkness and we are strange and beautiful asleep for we are dying the darkness and we know no death.

For beautiful eyes look for the good in others for beautiful lips speak only words of kindness and for poise walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.

For the moment I prefer to be a beautiful woman of my age than try desperately to look 30.

People pay to see movies with women looking beautiful but I think there will be a place for me to play women looking my own age.

I happen to be interested in watching a face age. I like faces of women aging so it makes me personally quite sad. That's a beautiful gift from God. If people don't want to see that anymore then I won't be in anymore movies.

I want to be part of the resurgence of things that are tangible beautiful and soulful rather than just give in to the digital age. But when I talk to people about this they just say 'Yeah I know what you mean ' and stare at their mobiles.

Every age yearns for a more beautiful world. The deeper the desperation and the depression about the confusing present the more intense that yearning.

What could be more beautiful than a dear old lady growing wise with age? Every age can be enchanting provided you live within it.

Have regular hours for work and play make each day both useful and pleasant and prove that you understand the worth of time by employing it well. Then youth will be delightful old age will bring few regrets and life will become a beautiful success.