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Those who do not know how to fight worry die young.
Oct 1, 2025
I shall not die young, for I am already near seventy: I may die old.
I want to live fast and die young.
He whom the gods love dies young, whilst he is full of health, perception, and judgment. [Lat., Quem dii diligunt, Adolescens moritur, dum valet, sentit, sapit.]
Live fast, die young.
Whom the Gods love die young no matter how long they live.
I say eat fast and die young.
Never give up, never slow down, never grow old and never ever die young.
If you're going to be a myth or want to be a myth, you'd better die young.
All geniuses die young.
Too old to die young, and too young to grow up.
There are two things I know about life... Only the good die young but the real jerks will live forever.
It is sweet to die young! It is sweet to render to God a life still full of illusions!
Certainly the effort to remain unchanged, young, when the body gives so impressive a signal of change as the menopause, is gallant; but it is a stupid, self-sacrificial gallantry, better befitting a boy of twenty than a woman of forty-five or fifty. Let the athletes die young and laurel-crowned. Let the soldiers earn the Purple Hearts. Let women die old, white-crowned, with human hearts.
When the Greeks said, Whom the gods love die young, they probably meant, as Lord Sankey suggested, that those favored by the gods stay young till the day they die; young and playful.
The only way to avoid age discrimination in Hollywood is to die young.
Luck can't last a lifetime unless you die young.
No matter how long you live, die young.
I may die young, but at least I'll die smart.
It's a terrible thing to die young. Still, it saves a lot of time.
Whom the gods love dies young.
Oh, the worst of all tragedies is not to die young, but to live until I am seventy five and yet not ever truly to have lived.
The poetic sensibility was too good for this world, it was best to burn brightly and to die young like a shooting star.
I like a man who's good, but not too good - for the good die young, and I hate a dead one.
He whom the Gods love dies young.
Live fast. Die young. Be wild. Have fun.
Some people, sweet and attractive, and strong and healthy, happen to die young. They are masters in disguise teaching us about impermanence.
There is no fair in life and death. If it were, no good men would die young.
Though the favourites of the Gods die young, they also live eternally in the company of Gods
Only the young die good.
The good die young but not always. The wicked prevail but not consistently. I am confused by life, and I feel safe within the confines of the theatre.
Animals are happier than humans because they're like furry little existentialists, all living in the moment. Their collective motto: live fast, die young, and leave a good-looking pelt.
I don't want to have a bad influence on anybody, but there's no point in my giving up cigarettes now. I won't die young.
Each man carries within him the soul of a poet who died young.
We come from a long line of people who live to read boring texts – I think it may be why we all die young. Complete boredom. (Geary)
Fairness, does not govern life and death. If it did, no good person would ever die young. ~ The blue man
People see me, and they see the suit, and they go: "you're not fooling anyone", they know I'm rock and roll through and through. But you know that old thing, live fast, die young? Not my way. Live fast, sure, live too bloody fast sometimes, but die young? Die old. That's the way- not orthodox, I don't live by "the rules" you know.
My father left me with the feeling that I had to live for two people, and that if I did it well enough, somehow I could make up for the life he should have had. And his memory infused me, at a younger age than most, with a sense of my own mortality. The knowledge that I, too, could die young drove me both to try to drain the most out of every moment of life and to get on with the next big challenge. Even when I wasn't sure where I was going, I was always in a hurry.
If a spiritual being is naive to the lower aspects of the world, they usually are killed or die young. Did Jesus really know which of the twelve would betray him? I doubt it.
hen we mourn those who die young — those who have been robbed of time — we weep for lost joys. We weep for opportunities and pleasures we ourselves have never known. We feel sure that somehow that young body would have known the yearning delight for which we searched in vain all our lives.
With everyone born human, a poet - an artist - is born, who dies young and who is survived by an adult.
I don't believe in soul mates, not exactly. I think it's ridiculous to think there's only one person out there for us. What if your 'soul mate' lives in Zimbabwe? What if he dies young? I also think 'two souls becoming one' is ridiculous. You need to hold on to yourself. But I do believe in souls being in sync, souls that mirror each other.
Scoundrels [...] simply don't die. The ones who die are always the gentle, sweet, and beautiful people. [...] Scoundrels live a long time. The beautiful die young.
I want to die young. I think it's awful to get old, and sickness is ugly.
Some are bound to die young. By dying young a person stays young in people's memory. If he burns brightly before he dies, his brightness shines for all time.
Wait, wait. I don't get it.' 'That is because you only have eight functioning brain cells.
When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at 80.
I'll die young, but it's like kissing God.
You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.
We see young men who owe us a new world, so readily and lavishly they promise, but they never acquit the debt; they die young anddodge the account: or if they live, they lose themselves in the crowd.