The years go so fast. I mean, I just realized that at the end of the year I will be twenty-two, and I just turned twenty-one.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I shall soon be six-and-twenty. Is there anything in the future that can possibly console us for not being always twenty-five?
I like getting older. When you're in your twenties you're really forging for your future. Things take shape later on.
As you get older, you think about things differently from when you do in your twenties, when you think you'll live forever.
The thing to remember about being young is you eventually get old.
Twenty-two is just such a random age. It's a little blah.
Instead of looking at the past, I put myself ahead twenty years and try to look at what I need to do now in order to get there then.
I will never give in to old age until I become old. And I'm not old yet!
When people say to me don't the years go fast I have to be honest and say that whereas I don't realise where they go in the long term, I pack so much into a year it seems to take forever.
Age is a chronological number. That's all. There is plenty of time for my life afterwards. I'm still a young woman.
If you're 50, you're never going to be 50 ever again, so enjoy being 50. If you sit through the year wishing you were younger, before you know it, it's going to be over, and you're going to be 51.