Drink wine. This is life eternal. This is all that youth will give you. It is the season for wine, roses and drunken friends. Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.

Struggle is a never ending process. Freedom is never really won, you earn it and win it in every generation.

It is through the idealism of youth that man catches sight of truth, and in that idealism he possesses a wealth which he must never exchange for anything else.

The value of three things is justly appreciated by all classes of men: youth, by the old; health, by the diseased; and wealth, by the needy.

When your friends begin to flatter you on how young you look, it’s a sure sign you’re getting old.

The future of this nation depends on the Christian training of our youth.

The best thing about growing older is that it takes such a long time.

Youth has no age.

We live in an age when to be young and to be indifferent can be no longer synonymous. We must prepare for the coming hour. The claims of the Future are represented by suffering millions; and the Youth of a Nation are the trustees of Posterity.

You can never stop and as older people, we have to learn how to take leadership from the youth and I guess I would say that this is what I’m attempting to do right now.

At times is it seems that I am living my life backward, and that at the approach of old age my real youth will begin. My soul was born covered with wrinkles. Wrinkles my ancestors and parents most assiduously put there and that I had the greatest trouble removing.

For too long, and despite what people told me, I had fallen for what the culture said about beauty, youth, features, heights, weights, hair textures, upper arms.

We must not only become reliable, progressive, skillful and intelligent, but we must keep the idea constantly before our youths that all forms of labor, whether with the hand or head, are honorable.

In a dream you are never eighty.

Pessimism is the affectation of youth, the reality of age.

Agreeable surprises are the perquisites of youth.

I suppose it is a gift, being young, but it isn’t special. We’ve all got it, early in life.

Most women want their youth back again; but I wouldn’t have mine back at any price. The worst years of my life are behind me, and my best ones ahead.

But youth isn’t happy. Youth is sadder than age.

To me, young has no meaning. It’s something you can do nothing about, nothing at all. But youth is a quality. And if you have it, you never lose it.

It is not possible for civilization to flow backwards while there is youth in the world. Youth may be headstrong, but it will advance it allotted length.

I see no hope for the future of our people if they are dependent on the frivolous youth of today, for certainly all youth are reckless beyond words. When I was a boy, we were taught to be discrete and respectful of elders, but the present youth are exceedingly wise and impatient of restraint.

What you desire when young, you have in abundance when old.

The modest youth somehow knows just what to do for the cameras.

The youth of an art is, like the youth of anything else, its most interesting period.

The problem with the youth of today’ is that one is no longer part of it.

There is no more critical indicator of the future of a society than the character, competence, and integrity of its youth.

The beauty of personal authenticity can compensate for the lost beauty of our youth.

Poetry is related to philosophy as experience is related to empirical science. Experience makes us acquainted with the phenomenon in the particular and by means of examples, science embraces the whole of phenomena by means of general conceptions. So poetry seeks to make us acquainted with the Platonic Ideas through the particular and by means of examples. Philosophy aims at teaching, as a whole and in general, the inner nature of things which expresses itself in these. One sees even here that poetry bears more the character of youth, philosophy that of old age.

Youth is a blunder; Manhood a struggle, Old Age a regret.

I think the new generations in America, the America’s youth, no longer care about Vietnam. They don’t want to hear any more about it.

People are tired of liberty. They have had a surfeit of it. Liberty is no longer a chaste and austere virgin…. Today’s youth are moved by other slogans…Order, Hierarchy, Discipline.

To be happy in this world, especially when youth is past, it is necessary to feel oneself not merely an isolated individual whose day will soon be over, but part of the stream of life flowing on from the first germ to the remote and unknown future.

See how the World its Veterans rewards!A Youth of Frolics, an old Age of Cards;Fair to no purpose, artful to no end,Young without Lovers, old without a Friend;A Fop their Passion, but their Prize a Sot;Alive ridiculous, and dead forgot.

In youth we run into difficulties. In old age difficulties run into us.