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I see no hope for the future of our people if they are dependent on the frivolous youth of today, read more
I see no hope for the future of our people if they are dependent on the frivolous youth of today, for certainly all youth are reckless beyond words. When I was a boy, we were taught to be discrete and respectful of elders, but the present youth are exceedingly wise and impatient of restraint.
Young men are fitter to invent than to judge; fitter for
execution than for counsel; and fitter for new read more
Young men are fitter to invent than to judge; fitter for
execution than for counsel; and fitter for new projects than for
settled business.
The wine of youth does not always clear with advancing years; sometimes it grows turbid.
The wine of youth does not always clear with advancing years; sometimes it grows turbid.
The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike read more
The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike than those who think differently
A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.
A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.
Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead!
There's none of these so lonely and poor of old,
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Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead!
There's none of these so lonely and poor of old,
But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold.
These laid the world away: poured out the red
Sweet wine of youth; gave up the years to be
Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene
That men call age, and those who would have been
Their sons, they gave their immortality.
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy read more
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
A young Apollo, golden haired,
Stands dreaming on the verge of strife,
Magnificently unprepared
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A young Apollo, golden haired,
Stands dreaming on the verge of strife,
Magnificently unprepared
For the long littleness of life.
It is a pity that, as one gradually gains experience, one loses one's youth.
It is a pity that, as one gradually gains experience, one loses one's youth.