“The pleasure and sadness of youth is that the speed of its passing is never thought about; and so you say that you will do this or that in a year, in five years, only to wake up one morning to realize that what you thought was infinitely prolonged has ended.” YearsRealizingPleasureMorningFiveSadnessYouthWake UpSpeedPassingPassingsFive Years Author:Derek Tangye
“I was as pure as the morning When I first looked on your face; I knew I never could reach you In your high, exalted place.” FirstsFacesMorningSadnessPureSadYour FaceExalted Book:Complete Poetical Works of Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Delphi Classics) Source: Complete Poetical Works of Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Delphi Classics)