I'm youth, I'm joy, I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg.

I'm youth, I'm joy, I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg.

Young people are fitter to invent than to judge; fitter for execution than for counsel; and more fit for new read more

Young people are fitter to invent than to judge; fitter for execution than for counsel; and more fit for new projects than for settled business.

Youth is not a time of life, it is a state of mind. You are as old as your doubt, read more

Youth is not a time of life, it is a state of mind. You are as old as your doubt, your fear, your despair. The way to keep young is to keep your faith young. Keep your self-confidence young. Keep your hope young.

Much education today is monumentally ineffective. All too often we are giving young people cut flowers when we should be read more

Much education today is monumentally ineffective. All too often we are giving young people cut flowers when we should be teaching them to grow their own plants.

Smiling always with a never fading serenity of countenance, and
flourishing in an immortal youth.

Smiling always with a never fading serenity of countenance, and
flourishing in an immortal youth.

Youth troubles over eternity, age grasps at a day and is satisfied to have even the day.

Youth troubles over eternity, age grasps at a day and is satisfied to have even the day.

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.

Alas! the slippery nature of tender youth.
[Lat., Teneris, heu, lubrica moribus aetas!]

Alas! the slippery nature of tender youth.
[Lat., Teneris, heu, lubrica moribus aetas!]