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 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!] 
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.
Many people use their youth to make their old age miserable
Many people use their youth to make their old age miserable
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.
 Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise,
 We love the play-place of our early days;
  The read more 
 Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise,
 We love the play-place of our early days;
  The scene is touching, and the heart is stone,
   That feels not at that sight, and feels at none. 
 Her years
 Were ripe, they might make six-and-twenty springs;
  But there are forms which Time to touch read more 
 Her years
 Were ripe, they might make six-and-twenty springs;
  But there are forms which Time to touch forbears.
   And turns aside his scythe to vulgar things. 
 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. 
The error of youth is to believe that intelligence is a substitute for experience, while the error of age is read more
The error of youth is to believe that intelligence is a substitute for experience, while the error of age is to believe experience is a substitute for intelligence
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