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And both were young, and one was beautiful.
And both were young, and one was beautiful.
Don't waste your youth growing up.
Don't waste your youth growing up.
I see no hope for the future of our people if they are dependent on the frivolous youth of today, read more
I see no hope for the future of our people if they are dependent on the frivolous youth of today, for certainly all youth are reckless beyond words. When I was a boy, we were taught to be discrete and respectful of elders, but the present youth are exceedingly wise and impatient of restraint.
Young people need models, not critics
Young people need models, not critics
There is a fountain of youth: it is your mind, your talents, the creativity you bring to your life and read more
There is a fountain of youth: it is your mind, your talents, the creativity you bring to your life and the lives of people you love. When you learn to tap this source, you will truly have defeated age.
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.
No man knows he is young while he is young.
No man knows he is young while he is young.
Young men soon give and soon forget affronts;
Old age is slow in both.
Young men soon give and soon forget affronts;
Old age is slow in both.
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.
