#youth

See all the women seated, youth in their face lifts, old age in their hands. ↗

— J.P. Donleavy

#plastic-surgery #youth #age

Youth is the only thing worth having. When I find that I am growing old, I shall kill myself. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#youth #age

I'd Better Not-- A man leaned over to a man in a pub And said in a voice ‘I used to be thirty seven but now I’m fifty one’. And that’s how the years go. In handfuls. Like somebody is almost at the end of a bag of crisps And they tip the bag up And it’s as though they’re drinking crisps. That’s how the years go. ↗

— Ian McMillan

#middle-age #time #youth #age

Age is no better, hardly so well, qualified for an instructor as youth, for it has not profited so much as it has lost. One may almost doubt if the wisest [hu]man has learned anything of absolute value by living. ↗

— Henry David Thoreau

#ageing #learning #youth #age

How old would you be if you didn't know how old you was? ↗

— Satchel Paige

#youth #age

I'm sorry you don't like coming back here," her mother often said, to cap whatever petty dust-up they'd had. How could Emily explain: it wasn't her mother or Kersey she'd disowned, but her earlier self, that strange, ungrateful girl who strove to be first at everything and threw tantrums when she failed. ↗

— Stewart O'Nan

#arguments #coming-home #daughters #family #fights

Nature felt no change, and was ever young. ↗

— Elizabeth Gaskell

#helstone #maragaret #youth #age

It's my duty as a human being to be pissed off ↗

— Eric Bogosian

#angst #idealism #injustice #status-quo #youth

When I was your age, art was a lonely thing: no galleries, no collecting, no critics, no money. We didn't have mentors. We didn't have parents. We were alone. But it was a great time, because we had nothing to lose and a vision to gain. ↗

— John Logan

#knowledge #youth #age

Carrie felt this as a personal reproof. She read "Dora Thorne," or had a great deal in the past. It seemed only fair to her, but she supposed that people thought it very fine. Now this clear- eyed, fine-headed youth, who looked something like a student to her, made fun of it. It was poor to him, not worth reading. She looked down, and for the first time felt the pain of not understanding. ↗

— Theodore Dreiser

#book #understanding #youth #art