Youth is the trustee of prosperity.

Youth is the trustee of prosperity.

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.

Every street has two sides, the shady side and the sunny. When
two men shake hands and part, mark read more

Every street has two sides, the shady side and the sunny. When
two men shake hands and part, mark which of the two takes the
sunny side; he will be the younger man of the two.

Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.

Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.

Youth is happy because it has the ability to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never read more

Youth is happy because it has the ability to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.

Don't let young people tell you their aspirations; when they drop them they will drop you.

Don't let young people tell you their aspirations; when they drop them they will drop you.

I, for one, hope that youth will again revolt and again demoralize the dead weight of conformity that now lies read more

I, for one, hope that youth will again revolt and again demoralize the dead weight of conformity that now lies upon us.

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.

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.