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Don't let young people tell you their aspirations; when they drop them they will drop you.
Don't let young people tell you their aspirations; when they drop them they will drop you.
Every youth owes it to himself and to the world to make the most possible out of the stuff that read more
Every youth owes it to himself and to the world to make the most possible out of the stuff that is in him...
It is a pity that, as one gradually gains experience, one loses one's youth.
It is a pity that, as one gradually gains experience, one loses one's youth.
Young people need models, not critics
Young people need models, not critics
Youth, what man's age is like to be, doth show;
We may our ends by our beginnings know.
Youth, what man's age is like to be, doth show;
We may our ends by our beginnings know.
The wine of youth does not always clear with advancing years; sometimes it grows turbid.
The wine of youth does not always clear with advancing years; sometimes it grows turbid.
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, after all, just a moment, but it is the moment, the spark, that you always carry in your read more
Youth is, after all, just a moment, but it is the moment, the spark, that you always carry in your heart.
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.
