Robert Frost Quotes

The young have aspirations that never come to pass, the old have reminiscences of what never happened.

I think that there were only two people in my high school that were comfortable there, and I think they are both pumping gas now.

I was 19 years old, pumping gas and going nowhere. I was kind of a high school dropout at that point because I had left school to play hockey, but no one drafted me.

The number of people my age, younger now, a whole generation younger, who are fiercely bright, over-educated, under-employed and who are politicised and purposeless really upsets me. It's soul-destroying.

I'm 47 years old, and I have to accept the fact that I'm probably not going to set the world on fire... If I was going to do that, I would have done it by now.

Nothing ever comes out the way I hope it will. That first vision, that initial vision you have of a book, what it's going to be like when it's done, it begins to go wrong the second you start to write.

I don't remember my 20s as a good place.

Age is foolish and forgetful when it underestimates youth.

All sorts of allowances are made for the illusions of youth, and none, or almost none for the disenchantment of age.

When I was young, and I'd get A's, I'd get this good feeling of all the things that I could be. And then I'd never became any of them.

Every generous illusion of youth leaves a wrinkle as it departs. Experience is the successive disenchanting of the things of life; it is reason enriched with the heart's spoils.

In youth, what disappointments of our own making: in age, what disappointments from the nature of things.

Too bad that youth is wasted on the young.

I think just in general there's a bunch of films that mattered to me that didn't reach their potential, and on some level you have to assume responsibility for that. And I think over the years that gets difficult.

Youth is the ultimate limited resource.

You married me...but you didn't marry what you could make out of me.

No exchange rate for the confidence of youth.

For me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds, his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?

A Poem from Edna St. Vincent Millay: Grown-up Was it for this I uttered prayers, And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs, That now, domestic as a plate, I should retire at half-past eight?

This supposed to be yall year? We aint get the memo.

To be young is surely the best, if the most precarious, gift of life.

But Margaret was at an age when any apprehension, not absolutely based on a knowledge of facts, is easily banished for a time by a bright sunny day, or some happy outward circumstance. And when the brilliant fourteen fine days of October came on, her cares were all blown away as lightly as thistledown, and she thought of nothing but the glories of the forest.

I think we all have experiences when we were young where we either had an interaction with someone we admired or you know, had a vision of how they were and found out that they weren't necessarily that and that it tends to be a big let down sometimes.