YOUTH
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind;
it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips or supple knees;
it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the
emotions;
it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
Youth means the temperamental predominance of courage over
timidity
of the appetite, for adventure over the love of ease.
This often exists in a man of sixty more than a boy of twenty.
Nobody grows old merely by a number of years.
We grow old by deserting our ideals.
Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the
soul.
Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to
dust.
Whether sixty
or sixteen, there is in every human being’s
heart
the lure of wonder, the unfailing child-like appetite of what’s
next,
and the joy of the game of living.
In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station;
so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage
and power from men and from the Infinite, so long you are young.
When the aerials are down,
and your spirit is covered with the snows of cynicism
and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old,
even at twenty, but as long as your aerials are up,
to catch the waves of optimism,
there is hope you may die young at eighty.
-Samuel Ullman