by Samuel Ullman
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 a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is
the freshness of the deep spring of life.
Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for
adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. 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 to back to dust.
Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being's heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing
childlike 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 are you young.
When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of
pessimism, then you are grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves
of optimism, there is hope you may die young at 80.
Love Your Life
Henry David Thoreau/享利.大卫.梭罗
However mean your life is, meet it and live it; do not shun it and call it hard names. It is not so bad as you are. It looks poorest when you are richest. The fault-finder will find faults in
paradise. Love your life, poor as it is. You may perhaps have some pleasant, thrilling, glorious
hours, even in a poor-house.
The setting sun is reflected from the windows of the alms-house as brightly as from the rich man's abode; the snow melts before its door as early in the spring. I do not see but a quiet mind
may live as contentedly there, and have as cheering thoughts, as in a palace.
The town's poor seem to me often to live the most independent lives of any. May be they are simply great enough to receive without misgiving. Cultivate poverty like a garden herb, like sage.
Do not trouble yourself much to get new things, whether clothes or friends, Turn the old, return to
them. Things do not change; we change. Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts.