There is a fountain of youth: it is your mind, your talents, the creativity you bring to your life and read more

There is a fountain of youth: it is your mind, your talents, the creativity you bring to your life and the lives of people you love. When you learn to tap this source, you will truly have defeated age.

I had a terrible stammering problem when I was young, and as a result I spent a lot of time read more

I had a terrible stammering problem when I was young, and as a result I spent a lot of time alone.

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.

They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the read more

They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun, and in the morning,
We will remember them.

As I approve of a youth that has something of the old man in him, so I am no less read more

As I approve of a youth that has something of the old man in him, so I am no less pleased with an old man that has something of the youth. He that follows this rule may be old in body, but can never be so in mind.

Trouble is, kids feel they have to shock their elders and each generation grows up into something harder to shock.

Trouble is, kids feel they have to shock their elders and each generation grows up into something harder to shock.

It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in his youth. Lamentations 3:27

It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in his youth. Lamentations 3:27

Young men soon give and soon forget affronts;
Old age is slow in both.

Young men soon give and soon forget affronts;
Old age is slow in both.

Youth dreams a bliss on this side of death.
It dreams a rest, if not more deep,
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Youth dreams a bliss on this side of death.
It dreams a rest, if not more deep,
More grateful than this marble sleep;
It hears a voice within it tell:
Calm's not life's crown, though calm is well.
'Tis all perhaps which man acquires,
But 'tis not what our youth desires.