James Joyce on age

History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.

(Of Shakespeare) A man of genius makes no mistakes. His errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.

Art is the human disposition of sensible or intelligible matter for an aesthetic end.

When I was a boy of 14, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around.
But when I got to be 21, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years.

And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.

Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter.

Jack Benny1894–1974Often credited to Mark Twain