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“You are as old as you feel. So I reckon I'm about sixty.”

— Jo Nesbø

“I was staring down thirty-five in a few months. While I might have thought forty was old when I was her age, I’d since…

— Marshall Thornton

“She was seventy-three, a widow, came in every night looking like the Queen, drank her body weight in gin and left looking like an…

— Emily Maguire

“I'm not ancient, darling. I'm only fifty. And when it comes to sex a woman of fifty can often outlast a man half her…

— Barbara Taylor Bradford

“At thirty-four, she'd decided she'd grown out of sex. Bed was for sleep, especially for fat girls.”

— Clive Barker

“At seventy-one, when I met her, she was small and delicate and dangerous, like a cupcake full of razors.”

— Laurie Penny

“She was eighty-five, and her sleep was as thin as her skin.”

— Stephen King

“...the thought crossed her mind that a bed was really a very strange thing-a human nest, really, where our human fragility made its nightly…

— Alexander McCall Smith

“Thirty days with me.” I slid the pad of my thumb down her cheekbone. “In my home. In my bed. Thirty days of pleasure…

— Aria Cole

“Age was just a number, right? So what if hers happened to be in the quadruple digits?”

— Bethany Lovell

“It was still only nine o'clock when I set off on the last leg of my journey, feeling old and dirty and incapable. You…

— Kyril Bonfiglioli

“She had now reached an age when one starts looking for a husband rather more systematically than one does at nineteen or even at…

— Barbara Pym