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.
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Olympian bards who sung
Divine ideas below,
Which always find us young
And always read more
Olympian bards who sung
Divine ideas below,
Which always find us young
And always keep us so.
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.
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.
The chief recommendation [in a young man] is modesty, then
dutiful conduct toward parents, then affection for kindred.
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The chief recommendation [in a young man] is modesty, then
dutiful conduct toward parents, then affection for kindred.
[Lat., Prima commendiato proficiscitur a modestia tum pietate in
parentes, tum in suos benevolentia.]
Youth is wasted on the young.
Youth is wasted on the young.
In youth we learn; in age we understand.
In youth we learn; in age we understand.
Even the youngest of us may be wrong sometimes.
Even the youngest of us may be wrong sometimes.
There is a fountain of youth: It is your mind, your talents, the creativity you bring in your life and read more
There is a fountain of youth: It is your mind, your talents, the creativity you bring in your life and the lives of people you love
