この人、岡潔。ネクタイと革靴が嫌いで、ゴム長をはいていた。2001年にアマテラスが生まれると予言したひとでもある。
人は信念と共に若く
人は自信と共に若く
希望ある限り若く
疑惑と共に老ゆる
恐怖と共に老ゆる
失望と共に老い朽ちる
伝、サミュエル・ウルマン しかし本当は誰かさん。
YOUTH
Youth is not a time of life-it is a state of mind; it is a temper of the will,a quality of imagination, a vigor of the emotions, a predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over love ease.
No body grows only by merely living a number of years; peoples grow old only by deserting their ideals. Years wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, doubt ,self-distrust, fear and despair-these are the long ,long years that bow the head and turn the growing spirit back to dust.
Whether seventy or sixteen, there is in every being's heart the love of wonder, the sweet amazement at the stars and the starlike things and thoughts, the undoubted challenge of events, the unfailling childlike appetite for what next, and the joy and the game of life.
You are young as your faith, as old as doubt ;
as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear;
as young as your hope, as old as your despair.
So long as your heart receives messages of beauty, cheer, courage, grandeur and power from the earth, from man and from the Infinite so long as your young.
When the wires are all down and all the central place of your heart is covered with the snows of pessimism and the ice of cynicism, then you are grown old indeed and may God have mercy on your soul.
Given to Mc carthur some years ago by John
W. Lewist is based on a poem written by the late
Samuel Ullmann of Birmingham, Ala.
Youth is not a time of life-it is a state of mind; it is a temper of the will,a quality of imagination, a vigor of the emotions, a predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over love ease.
No body grows only by merely living a number of years; peoples grow old only by deserting their ideals. Years wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, doubt ,self-distrust, fear and despair-these are the long ,long years that bow the head and turn the growing spirit back to dust.
Whether seventy or sixteen, there is in every being's heart the love of wonder, the sweet amazement at the stars and the starlike things and thoughts, the undoubted challenge of events, the unfailling childlike appetite for what next, and the joy and the game of life.
You are young as your faith, as old as doubt ;
as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear;
as young as your hope, as old as your despair.
So long as your heart receives messages of beauty, cheer, courage, grandeur and power from the earth, from man and from the Infinite so long as your young.
When the wires are all down and all the central place of your heart is covered with the snows of pessimism and the ice of cynicism, then you are grown old indeed and may God have mercy on your soul.
Given to Mc carthur some years ago by John
W. Lewist is based on a poem written by the late
Samuel Ullmann of Birmingham, Ala.
