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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 should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
In youth we learn; in age we understand.
In youth we learn; in age we understand.
Resolve to be tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving, and tolerant with the weak read more
Resolve to be tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving, and tolerant with the weak and the wrong. Sometime in your life you will have been all of these.
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!]
Youth is the best time to be rich, and the best time to be poor.
Youth is the best time to be rich, and the best time to be poor.
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.
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.
Youth is a wonderful thing. What a crime to waste it on children.
Youth is a wonderful thing. What a crime to waste it on children.