Every age yearns for a more beautiful world. The deeper the desperation and the depression about the confusing present, the more intense that yearning.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
What makes old age so sad is not that our joys but our hopes cease.
Life, an age to the miserable, and a moment to the happy.
We've all recognized the moment when the world has handed us a situation that is bigger than our youth can handle, and we have to grow up in a second. And when you do get to the other side, all it does is take us to this new level of existence that is more beautiful and more complex and, in some ways, more painful.
Irrespective of age, we mourn for those loved and lost. Mourning is one of the deepest expressions of pure love.
Every age, after all, must have its own aisling and dream of a better, kinder, happier, shared world.
Nothing is more beautiful than the love that has weathered the storms of life. The love of the young for the young, that is the beginning of life. But the love of the old for the old, that is the beginning of things longer.
I always knew that good stuff would come along when I was older. So when I was 18, I longed to be 30; when I was 30, I longed to be 50. I've always looked forward to my next birthday.
As you get older you realise that nothing lasts forever. It's not depressing, but it does make moments more intense.
I find the subject of childhood fascinating. I explored this subject in Speak to me of love and I am curious about portraying the often painful transition into the adult world.
I find age such a foreign concept. I have to be reminded. I still have the extraordinary feeling of adventure, striking out into unknown fields.
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