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Youth troubles over eternity, age grasps at a day and is satisfied to have even the day.
Youth troubles over eternity, age grasps at a day and is satisfied to have even the day.
As I approve of a youth that has something of the old man in him,
so I am no 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.
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.
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.
On the neck of a young man sparkles no gem so gracious as enterprise.
On the neck of a young man sparkles no gem so gracious as enterprise.
Youth is to all the glad reason of life; but often only by what
it hopes, not by what read more
Youth is to all the glad reason of life; but often only by what
it hopes, not by what it attains, or what it escapes.
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.
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.
If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the read more
If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a movable feast.
