I have often noticed and sometimes remarked on how, as I age, my self-image is different from what I see in a mirror. I’m not sure if any of us ever manage to coordinate the two. We continue to see ourselves as younger than we really are. There are a plethora of quotations from the famous and not so famous about the problem.
Said E. B. White, “Old age is a special problem for me because I’ve never been able to shed the mental image I have of myself – a lad of about 19.”
Charles Olson declared, “I remember way back when I was young, 10 years ago.”
And from Oliver Wendell Holmes: “Old age is fifteen years older than I am.”
My favorite of the more recent remarks I’ve read isn’t so much about old age as just aging generally. It comes from Margaret Atwood. “I believe that everyone else my age is an adult whereas I am merely in disguise.”
The most comforting statement comes from Madeleine L’Engle: “The great thing about getting older is that you don’t lose all the other ages you’ve been.”