To bear up under loss- to fight the bitterness of defeat and the weakness of grief- to beat victor over anger- to smile with tears are close- to resist desease and evil men and base instincts- to hate hate and to love love- to go on when it seems good to die- to seek ever the glory and the dream- to look up with unquenchable faith in something ever more about to be- that is what any man can do, and so be great. Zane Gret
Sir Peanut, November 27th 2018
Youth Not A Time of Life
Youth is not a time of life-it is a state of mind…It is a temper of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions. Youth means a predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite of adventure over love of ease. This often exists in a man of fifty more than in a boy of twenty. Nobody grows old by merely living a number of years. People grow old by deserting their ideals….
“Whether seventy or sixteen, there is in every beings heart the love of wonder, the amazement at the stars and the starlike things and thoughts, the undaunted challenge of events, the unfailing childlike appetite for what next, and the joy and the game of life. You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope, as old as your despair. In the central place of your heart there is a wireless station. So long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, grandeur, courage, and power from the earth, from men, and from the infinite, so long are you young.” International Paper monthly 1930