"Mother, you are only sixty-five years old..."

"Mrs Barratt was a grey-haired, stoutish, pince-nezed, slow-moving woman of about sixty-five..."

"‘I’m sixty-five,’ she says, groping for phrases, so that her sentences end in the middle..."

"Mrs. Bauman told Shenandoah that in her sixty-five years of life she had known perhaps as many as a thousand human beings fairly well, and when she tried to sleep at night, their faces came back to her so clearly that she believed she could draw their faces, if she were a painter."