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by Oscar Wilde (excerpt)
You have only a few years in which to live really, perfectly, and fully. When your youth goes, your beauty will go with it, and then you will suddenly
discover that there are no triumphs left for you, or have to content yourself with those mean triumphs that the memory of your past will make
more bitter than defeats. Every month as it wanes brings you nearer to something dreadful. Time is jealous of you, and wars against your lilies
and your roses. You will become sallow, and hollow-cheeked, and dull-eyed. You will suffer horribly..... Ah! realize your youth while you have it
Don't squander the gold of your days, listening to the tedious, trying to improve the hopeless failure, or giving away your life to the ignorant, the
common, and the vulgar. These are the sickly aims, the false ideals, of our age. Live! Live the wonderful life that is in you! Let nothing be lost
upon you. Be always searching for new sensations. Be afraid of nothing..... A new Hedonism-