Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind. It isnot a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees. It is a matter of thewill, a quality of the imagination, vigor of the emotions; it is the freshnessof the deep spring of life.
Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage overtimidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exitsin a man of 60, more than a boy of 20.nobody grows merely by the number ofyears; we grow old by deserting our ideas. Years may wrinkle the skin, but togive up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust1 bows theheart and turns the spirit back to dust.
Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being’s heartthe lure of wonders, the unfailing childlike appetite of what’s next and thejoy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is awireless station; so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer,courage and power from men and from infinite, so long as you are young.
When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered withthe snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you’ve grown old, even at20, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there’shope you may die young at 80.
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind. It isa matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, vigor of the emotions; itis the freshness of the deep spring of life. These are what I have and what wehave at this period of life. So, I'm still young, yes, definitely! Come on myfellow friends, show your energy and passion to this god damn world! Let theuniverse hear our voice, see our cheek, hug our enthusiasm and witness ourmaturity. We're going to create a brand new future!