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Youth is the period in which a man can be hopeless. The end of every episode is the end of read more
Youth is the period in which a man can be hopeless. The end of every episode is the end of the world. But the power of hoping through everything, the knowledge that the soul survives its adventures, that great inspiration comes to the middle-aged.
And both were young, and one was beautiful.
And both were young, and one was beautiful.
Youth is, after all, just a moment, but it is the moment, the spark, that you always carry in your read more
Youth is, after all, just a moment, but it is the moment, the spark, that you always carry in your heart.
Even the youngest of us may be wrong sometimes.
Even the youngest of us may be wrong sometimes.
Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life.
Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life.
On the neck of a young man sparkles no gem so gracious as enterprise.
On the neck of a young man sparkles no gem so gracious as enterprise.
Our youth we can have but to-day;
We may always find time to grow old.
Our youth we can have but to-day;
We may always find time to grow old.
Young men are apt to think themselves wise enough, as drunken men are apt to think themselves sober enough.
Young men are apt to think themselves wise enough, as drunken men are apt to think themselves sober enough.
People grow old only by deserting their ideals, Macarthur had written. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up read more
People grow old only by deserting their ideals, Macarthur had written. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up interest wrinkles the soul. You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope as old as your despair. In the central place of every heart there is a recording chamber. So long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer and courage, so long are you young. When your heart is covered with the snows of pessimism and the ice of cynicism, then, and then only, are you grown old. And then, indeed as the ballad says, you just fade away.
