“Over the trackless past, somewhere, Lie the lost days of our tropic youth, Only regained by faith and prayer, Only recalled by prayer and plaint, Each lost day has its patron saint!” PastLyingLostPrayerYouthSaintPatron Author:Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
“For often at Church I've seen the stained high glass Pour out the Virgin and Saints, twist and untwist The mortal youth of Christ astride an ass.” ChristChurchYouthSaintGlassesAssMortalsVirginsTwists Book:Collected Poems, 1919-1976 Source: Collected Poems, 1919-1976
“Emile Saint-Blague had been a lively, versatile painter in his youth, but he had abused his energy by painting too many pictures; so that in what might have been the ripe period of his art he had nothing left but ideas. A man who has nothing left but ideas may be of great service to his friends, but he is of no use at all to himself. Emile was certainly an inspiration to his friends.” MenMayHas BeensArtIdeasUseInspirationMightEnergyLeftYouthPaintingPeriodsSaintPainterMight Have BeenRipeLivelyVersatileGreat Service Author:Laura Riding
“Of course, this has its good side as well as its bad one. As we become permanent drunkards by so may separate drinks, so we become saints in the moral, and authorities and experts in the practical and scientific spheres, by so many separate acts and hours of work. Let no youth have any anxiety about the upshot of his education, whatever the line of it may be. If he keep faithfully busy each hour of the working day, he may safely leave the final result to itself.” IfsWellsMayCoursesSidesHoursLinesResultsMoralYouthDrinkAuthorityAnxietyFinalsBusySaintPracticalsPermanentExpertsSpheresDrunkards Book:Habit Source: Habit
“Saints preserve us,' Dr. Kellen said, and squeezed Galen's shoulder. 'What have we done to our youth?” SaidDoneYouthSaintShouldersPreservesDrsGalen Author:Jessica Day George
“You were a soldier?" "Yes, sir." "You barely look old enough to have seen the last battle." "My father was a career army man, sir. I was there at the first engagement with Analousia, and took up my father's rifle when I was barely fifteen." "Saints preserve us," Dr. Kelling said, and squeezed Galen's shoulder. "What have we done to our youth?” MenFirstsLooksSaidDoneEnoughLastsFatherCareersYouthBattleArmySoldierSaintShouldersPreservesEngagementFifteenDrsRiflesGalen Book:Princess of the Midnight Ball Source: Princess of the Midnight Ball