If life and youth were not immune to the corrosive effects of time, why should love be any different?
The art of advertisement, after the American manner, has introduced into all our life such a lavish use of superlatives, that no standard of value whatever is intact.
Being a child is like nothing. It's only being. Later, when we think about it, we make it into youth.
I am committed to contributing to the educational growth of our youth.
Youth ends when egotism does; maturity begins when one lives for others.
Death has become so predictable that I have neither the youthful reverence of it nor the middle-age fear.
Tastes change, Cherie. I find the older I get the more I like to be reminded of my youth.
Youth is an unpleasant period; for then it is not possible or not prudent to be productive in any sense whatsoever.
When you're in college you haven't had that much life. Parents, school, assorted youth activities—that's about it.
I am super-proud to have a sort of famous character in my background that if you're a certain age, he was probably a part of your youth. I think that's pretty cool.
Childhood: the period of human life intermediate between the idiocy of infancy and the folly of youth - two removes from the sin of manhood and three from the remorse of age.
It's not the same thing to make a work - a film, a book, a play - about youth as it is to make one about old age.
Since the age of four, I've been exploring what I can do with the written word: everything from championing literacy and youth voice to raising awareness about world hunger.
Those who improve with age embrace the power of personal growth and personal achievement and begin to replace youth with wisdom, innocence with understanding, and lack of purpose with self-actualization.
Memory in youth is active and easily impressible; in old age it is comparatively callous to new impressions, but still retains vividly those of earlier years.
Youth is a silly, vapid state, Old age with fears and ills is rife; This simple boon I beg of Fate - A thousand years of Middle Life.
I think I don't regret a single 'excess' of my responsive youth - I only regret, in my chilled age, certain occasions and possibilities I didn't embrace.
I avoid talking before the youth of the age as I would dancing before them: for if one's tongue don't move in the steps of the day, and thinks to please by its old graces, it is only an object of ridicule.
He who is of calm and happy nature will hardly feel the pressure of age, but to him who is of an opposite disposition youth and age are equally a burden.
What's a man's age? He must hurry more, that's all; Cram in a day, what his youth took a year to hold.
My heroes are people like Picasso and Miro and people who at last really reach something in their old age, which they absolutely couldn't ever have done in their youth.
