"Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul."
Samuel Ullman (1840-1924)
There you are then. I told you I was still 25.
The full text of Ullman's prose poem on Youth is here. Worth a look. It was, apparently, a great favourite of Douglas MacArthur's, and frequently quoted by him.
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