Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance. -Shakespeare.

With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come. (Merchant Of Venice)

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. Other women cloy the appetites they feed, but she makes hungry where most she satisfies.

Doth not the appetite alter? A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age

Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age - Have left me naked to mine enemies

I would there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting