"The lives of people are like young trees in a forest. They are being choked by climbing vines."
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The Triumph of the Egg (Seeds)
by
Sherwood Anderson
Your tears come easy, when you're young, and beginning the world. Your tears come easy, when you're old, and leaving it.
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The Moonstone
by
Wilkie Collins
"You might have married him not because you loved him, but because you didn't love anybody else. When one is young, one marries out of mere curiosity, just to see what it's like."
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The Philanderer
by
George Bernard Shaw
Youth cannot imagine romance apart from youth.
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The Magnificent Ambersons
by
Booth Tarkington
"There is many a young cockerel that will stand upon a dunghill and crow about his father, by way of making his own plumage to shine."
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Cousin Phillis
by
Elizabeth Gaskell
The young woman who brought me acquainted with Captain Murderer had a fiendish enjoyment of my terrors, and used to begin, I remember - as a sort of introductory overture - by clawing the air with both hands, and uttering a long low hollow groan. So acutely did I suffer from this ceremony in combination with this infernal Captain, that I sometimes used to plead I thought I was hardly strong enough and old enough to hear the story again just yet.
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The Uncommercial Traveller - Nurse's Stories
by
Charles Dickens
The first diabolical character who intruded himself on my peaceful youth (as I called to mind that day at Dullborough), was a certain Captain Murderer. This wretch must have been an off-shoot of the Blue Beard family, but I had no suspicion of the consanguinity in those times. His warning name would seem to have awakened no general prejudice against him, for he was admitted into the best society and possessed immense wealth. Captain Murderer's mission was matrimony, and the gratification of a cannibal appetite with tender brides.
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The Uncommercial Traveller - Nurse's Stories
by
Charles Dickens
You know well enough what I mean by youth and age;--something in the soul, which has no more to do with the color of the hair than the vein of gold in a rock has to do with the grass a thousand feet above it.
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The Autocrat of the Breakfast Table
by
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
Such young unfurrowed souls roll to meet each other like two velvet peaches that touch softly and are at rest; they mingle as easily as two brooklets that ask for nothing but to entwine themselves and ripple with ever-interlacing curves in the leafiest hiding-places.
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Adam Bede
by
George Eliot
The Disappointment of Manhood succeeds to the delusion of Youth: let us hope that the heritage of Old Age is not Despair.
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Vivian Grey
by
Benjamin Disraeli