So while walking along the road, his stolid brooding led him to the youth, the glorious youth that rose exultant and invincible, supple muscles with silk and leather, with heart and lungs never tired nor agitated. Youth who mocks the limit, and stress.
Yes, Youth was the Nemesis. It destroys old without realizing that in doing so destroys itself. Widens your arteries and grinding his knuckles. Only to be destroyed, in turn, by Youth.
Why Youth is forever young. It 's just the Age Ageing.
Jack London, "a steak", 1909
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