“Man ever talks, and Man ever dreams Of better days that are yet to be, After glittering goal, that distant gleams, Running and racing untiringly. The worldly may grow old and young as it will, But the Hope of man is Improvement still. Hope bears him into life in her arms, She flutters around the boy's young bloom, The soul of youth with her magic warms, Nor rests with age in the silent tomb; For ends man his weary course at the grave, There plants he Hope o'er his ashes to wave.” MenMayStillsSoulEndsDreamRunningAgeYoungCoursesHopeGrowsGoalBoysMagicYouthArmsBearsPlantSilentWaveImprovementGravesRacingAshesWearyWorldlyTombsGleamBetter Days Author:Friedrich Schiller
“In my books my characters experience things as they are. My books allow youth an honest look at important issues affecting them. As adults we want to believe things like sex abuse or drug use are not happening anymore, or happening less and less, but that's not the case and we need to acknowledge that. We can't make life prettier for youth, but we can arm them.” WantNeedsBelieveLooksImportantBookCharacterUseSexCasesIssuesHonestYouthArmsDrugHappeningsAdultsAbuseAcknowledgeImportant IssuesDrug UseSex Abuse Author:Ellen Hopkins
“At last I came to college. I rushed for it with the outstretched arms of youth's aching hunger to give and take of life's deepest, and highest, and I came against the solid wall of the well-fed, well-dressed world - the frigid whitewashed wall of cleanliness. ... How I pinched, and scraped, and starved myself, to save enough to come to college! Every cent of the tuition fee I paid was drops of sweat and blood from underpaid laundry work. And what did I get for it? A crushed spirit, a broken heart, a stinging sense of poverty that I never felt before.” WorldGivingWellsHeartEnoughLastsSpiritFeltEducationPovertyBloodYouthCollegeBrokenWallArmsHighestPaidHungerDisappointmentFedsSweatCentsCrushedCleanlinessLaundryFeesGive And TakeTuitionWell DressedFrigidUnderpaid Author:Anzia Yezierska
“Mother India has 250 crore arms, majority of which are of the youth, who have the capacity to fulfil India's dreams!” DreamMotherYouthArmsCapacityIndiaMajority Author:Narendra Modi
“Life is truly a ride. We're all strapped in and no one can stop it. When the doctor slaps your behind, he's ripping your ticket and away you go. As you make each passage from youth to adulthood to maturity, sometimes you put your arms up and scream, sometimes you just hang on to that bar in front of you. But the ride is the thing. I think the most you can hope for at the end of life is that your hair's messed, you're out of breath, and you didn't throw up.” ThinkingEndsSometimesLife IsBehindsFrontsYouthHairArmsDoctorsBreathsBarsMaturityPassagesScreamAdulthoodTicketsSlapEnd Of Life Author:Jerry Seinfeld
“There was no God in his heart, he knew; his ideas were still in riot; there was ever the pain of memory; the regret for his lost youth-yet the waters of disillusion had left a deposit on his soul, responsibility and a love of life, the faint stirring of old ambitions and unrealized dreams...... And he could not tell why the struggle was worth while, why he had determined to use to the utmost himself and his heritage from the personalities he had passed... He stretched out his arms to the crystalline, radiant sky. I know myself," he cried, "but that is all.” KnowsHeartStillsIdeasSoulUseDreamPainLostLeftWaterMemoriesResponsibilityStruggleSkyYouthRegretArmsPersonalityAmbitionDeterminedLove LifeHeritageCriedRiotStirringRadiantDepositsDisillusionLost YouthUnrealized Dreams Book:This Side of Paradise Source: This Side of Paradise
“Away! Away! The spell of arms and voices: the white arms of roads, their promise of close embraces and the black arms of tall ships that stand against the moon, their tale of distant nations. They are held out to say: We are alone. Come. And the voices say with them: We are your kinsmen. And the air is thick with their company as they call to me, their kinsman, making ready to go, shaking the wings of their exultant and terrible youth... Welcome, O life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.” SoulRealityNationsBlackVoiceWhiteRaceCompanyAirYouthReadyArmsTerriblePromiseMoonConscienceEmbraceWingsTalesShipsWelcomeMy SoulEncountersTallSpellsThickShakingTall Ships Author:James Joyce
“For too long, and despite what people told me, I had fallen for what the culture said about beauty, youth, features, heights, weights, hair textures, upper arms.” PeopleLongSaidCultureYouthHairArmsWeightDespiteFeaturesHeightFallenTexture Book:Grace (Eventually): Thoughts on Faith Source: Grace (Eventually): Thoughts on Faith