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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.
Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life.
Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life.
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.
Young men are fitter to invent than to judge; fitter for
execution than for counsel; and fitter for new read more
Young men are fitter to invent than to judge; fitter for
execution than for counsel; and fitter for new projects than for
settled business.
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.
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.
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.
Youth comes but once in a lifetime
Youth comes but once in a lifetime
