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.

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.

Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy read more

Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.

When the newspapers have got nothing else to talk about, they cut loose on the young. The young are always read more

When the newspapers have got nothing else to talk about, they cut loose on the young. The young are always news. If they are up to something, that's news. If they aren't, that's news too.

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.

It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it.

It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it.

In youth we learn; in age we understand.

In youth we learn; in age we understand.

We have a powerful potential in out youth, and we must have the courage to change old ideas and practices read more

We have a powerful potential in out youth, and we must have the courage to change old ideas and practices so that we may direct their power toward good ends.

Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead!
There's none of these so lonely and poor of old,
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Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead!
There's none of these so lonely and poor of old,
But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold.
These laid the world away: poured out the red
Sweet wine of youth; gave up the years to be
Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene
That men call age, and those who would have been
Their sons, they gave their immortality.