Youth is not a time of life,it is a state of mind,it is not a matter of rosy cheeks,red lips and supple knees,it is amatter of the will a quality of the imagination,a vogorof the emotins,it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity of the appetite,for adventure overthe love of ease.This often exists inaman of sixty more than a boy of twenty.Nobody grows old merely by a numter ofyears.We grow old by deserting our ideals.
Years maywrinkle the skin,butto give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.Worry,fear,self-distrust bowsthe heart and turns the spirit back to dust.
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