It was another country. It was a country for the young, a country where you died before you got old.

Beauty lies in one’s heart and sex lies in one mind. It all depends on where your belief lies.

If one keeps on adapting, their contribution will be limited. Theycan only imitate but never create.

Our lives were just beginning, our favorite moment was right now, our favorite songs were unwritten.

My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?

Some people were just getting on with their lives, chatting, being young. It simply wouldn't do.

You were the hardest year of my life and I’ve never been so happy. What does that say about me?

If life and youth were not immune to the corrosive effects of time, why should love be any different?

Young Indian voters have sent a clear message Mess with us and you will not survive This is our nation

Tender Ember...Barred and brandedto be forever unlovedI was a tender emberseeking solace from above...

Juliet singles out Romeo. Desdemona claims Othello. They have no doubts, the young, no fear, no pride.

The curse of having young people about the house was that they were always so redolent of possibility.

Today's youth will determine if we're going to fail or succeed in ending global poverty by 2030

The dreams of youth. So noble. So good. And heavy dreamsthey were- made frail only by their own weight.

What we want to see is the child in pursuit of the knowledge not the knowledge in pursuit of the child.