Bashfulness is an ornament to youth, but a reproach to old age.

Youth is like a fickle girlfriend. We can’t understand or value her until she goes off with someone else, never to return.

Because when the night gets here, I’ll be the youngest I’ll ever be again, so I will laugh and celebrate relative youth.

Lust is the best of all the deadly sins.

I want to live for a very, very long time, but it’s important that I take care of my body. When I am 851 years old, I don’t want to look it. No, I want...

The Master said, At fifteen I set my heart upon learning. At thirty, I had planted my feet firm upon the ground. At forty, I no longer suffered from perplexities. At fifty, I knew what...

For passion, be it observed, brings insight with it; it can give a sort of intelligence to simpletons, fools, and idiots, especially during youth.

He was good looking, “sort of distinguished when he wants to be”, had a line, and was properly inconstant. In fact, he summed up all the romance that her age and environment led her to...

Age is no better, hardly so well, qualified for an instructor as youth, for it has not profited so much as it has lost. One may almost doubt if the wisest man has learned anything...

He’s a year shorter than me, but he’s a foot younger. I love him like the brother of an only child.

Youth is a quality, not a matter of circumstances.

…but youth yearned to youth.

Combine nursing homes with nursery schools. Bring very old and very young together: they interest one another.

It’s summer and time for wandering…

With age brings wisdom; with youth brings innovation. Combine the two and they are unstoppable.

The foolishness of youth with the cynicism of age is a dangerous combination.

Things aren’t what they used to be’ is the rallying cry of small minds. When men say things used to be better, they invariably mean they were better for them, because they were young, and...

The children are the future, so, let’s tell them about tomorrow’s hope rather than yesterday’s despair.

It’s like the day you realize dolls are dolls. I pick up my old self and I see it’s silly. A toy I’ve played with too often. It’s a little sad, like an old golliwog...

But then I was young, and to be young means to undertake to demolish the world and to have the gall to wish to erect a new and better one in its place.

There were books about how to be gay; he’d seen them in stores and libraries. Some of them even had diagrams. But there weren’t any diagrams about how to fall in love with your best...

Some are young people who don’t know who they are, what they can be or even want to be. They are afraid, but they don’t know of what. They are angry, but they don’t know...

America runs on credit darling. Why do you worry, our credit will take care of this payment. It is not saving or cash in hand that matters. We do not need cash, we just need...

They waited awhile before lighting the candles; the gloom allowed the past to slip cozily into the present. But the memories were of a time that was gone and didn’t overshadow the present. But the...

Young people don’t always do what they’re told, but if they can pull it off and do something wonderful, sometimes they escape punishment.

The young feel tired at the end of an action, the old at the beginning.

Dress well because you can; not because its a choice imposed you.

Idealisme adalah kemewahan terakhir yang hanya dimiliki oleh pemuda.

If ever sorrow and suffering set their profaning marks on the youth and beauty of Miss Fairlie’s face, then, and then only, Anne Catherick and she would be the twin-sisters of chance resemblance, the living...

Senseless violence is a prerogative of youth, which has much energy but little talent for the constructive.

What disturbs and depresses young people is the hunt for happiness on the firm assumption that it must be met with in life. From this arises constantly deluded hope and so also dissatisfaction. Deceptive images...

When you’re that age, you sometimes have a great enthusiasm that is very deep and very narrow, and that is something that has always intrigued me– that world of the eleven-year-old that is so quickly...

We’re too young to want to stop living, because after all, we shouldn’t stop something we haven’t even started.

I was still unteachable, being inflated with the novelty of heresy.

The very old and the very young have something in common that makes it right that they should be left alone together. Dawn and sunset see stars shining in a blue sky; but morning and...

Trust me, somewhere over the rainbow, happily ever after, etcetera, etcetera – looks far less likely in your mid-thirties.

I’m here”.It was a beautiful night.

Our love was full of passion that only youth can provide. When she left me, I was heartbroken. But it was inevitable. Kindergarten was just around the corner, and we were both going to different...

33 old people went into a nursing home, and only 34 people came out alive. One old woman died while giving birth to twins.

Disgusting cardboard it is!

Being a child is like nothing. It’s only being. Later, when we think about it, we make it into youth.

O youth! youth! you go your way heedless, uncaring – as if you owned all the treasures of the world; even grief elates you, even sorrow sits well upon your brow. You are self-confident and...

Behold yon rough and flinty roadWhere youth, now youth no more,Gropes whining, seeking crumbs of loavesHe cast away of yore.

Older men declare war. But it is youth that must fight and die.

I had begun to think my ripening body would wither untasted on the vine.

People have this obsession. They want you to be like you were in 1969. They want you to, because otherwise their youth goes with you. It’s very selfish, but it’s understandable.

Long story short, you will at least get that one unreasonable impulse to prove to yourself that that the invincibility and imperviousness that you feel during youth. It’s something tangible, something that can yield results...

Young people think they never can change, but they do in the most wonderful manner, and very few die of broken hearts.

As though on a seedling whose blossoms ripen at different times, I had seen in old ladies, on that beach at Balbec, the dried-up seeds and sagging tubers that my girl-friends would become. But, now...

Youth is but the painted shell within which, continually growing, lives that wondrous thing the spirit of a man, biding its moment of apparition, earlier in some than in others.