Youth And Age Quotes
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If youth knew; if age could.
In youth we learn, in age we understand.
The younger rises when the old doth fall.
The sins of youth are paid for in old age.
Youth lives on hope, old age on remembrance.
Old and young, we are all on out last cruise.
Youth is the gift of nature, but age is a work of art.
The arrogance of age must submit to be taught by youth.
Age and youth have the same appetites but not the same teeth.
Young men have a passion for regarding their elders as senile.
In youth all doors open outward; in old age they all open inward.
Say "no" to the fountain of youth and turn on the fountain of age.
Next to the very young, I suspect the very old are the most selfish.
Young men soon give and soon forget affronts;Old age is slow in both.
Eyes of youth have sharp sight, but commonly not so deep as those of elder age.
It's hard for a young girl to have patience for old age sitting and chewing all day over the past.
Autumn can be golden, milder and warmer than summer, and is the most productive season of the year.
The middle-aged are mortgaged to Life. The old are in Life's lumber-room. Youth is the Lord of Life.
At eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are caves in which we hide.
Youth wrenches the sceptre from old age, and sets the crown on its own head before it is entitled to it.
The young instinctively disrespect those elderly they don't want to become when they, in turn, become old.
The excesses of our youth are drafts upon our old age, payable with interest, about thirty years after date.
One imagines, when young, that everything desirable must be obtained in spite of the adult world, against its grain.
To see a young couple loving each other is no wonder; but to see an old couple loving each other is the best sight of all.
The denunciation of the young is a necessary part of the hygiene of older people, and greatly assists the circulation of their blood.
There is no "trick" in being young: it happens to you. But the process of maturing is an art to be learned, an effort to be sustained.
Youth, large, lusty, loving—Youth, full of grace, force, fascination! Do you know that Old Age may come after you, with equal grace, force, fascination?
Just as darkness is sometimes defined as the absence of light, so age is defined as the absence of youth. Age is assessed not by what it is, but by what it is not.
You are young, and then you are middle-aged, but it is hard to tell the moment of passage from one state to the next. Then you are old, but you hardly know when it happened.
Every street has two sides, the shady side and the sunny. When two men shake hands and part, mark which of the two takes the sunny side; he will be the younger man of the two.
Old men tend to forget what thought was like in their youth; they forget the quickness of the mental jump, the daring of the youthful intuition, the agility of the fresh insight.
The youth gets together his materials to build a bridge to the moon, or perchance, a palace or temple on the earth, and, at length, the middle-aged man concludes to build a woodshed with them.
Youth has its romance, and maturity its wisdom, as morning and spring have their freshness, noon and summer their power, night and winter their repose. Each attribute is good in its own season.
So different are the colors of life, as we look forward to the future, or backward to the past . . . that the conversation of the old and young ends generally with contempt or pity on either side.
Learning acquired in youth arrests the evil of old age. And if you understand that old age has wisdom for its food, you will conduct yourself in youth that your old age will not lack for nourishment.
Youth finds no value in the views it disagrees with, but maturity includes discovering that even an opinion contrary to ours may contain a vein of truth we could profitably assimilate to our own views.
From the earliest times the old have rubbed it into the young that they are wiser than they, and before the young had discovered what nonsense this was they were old too, and it profited them to carry on the imposture.
When I was young I was amazed at Plutarch's statement that the elder Cato began at the age of eighty to learn Greek. I am amazed no longer. Old age is ready to undertake tasks that youth shirked because they would take too long.
It is so easy for a middle-aged person, in the presence of youth, to be deluded about his own age. The young faces are so exactly like the one he saw in his own mirror—only day before yesterday, it seems. The young, on the other hand, look into visages dull-eyed, long-toothed, wattle-necked, and chop-fallen, something they have never been and which they cannot imagine ever being.