At eighteen you don't think about memories, you tell them.

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The most beautiful sea hasn't been crossed yet. The most beautiful child hasn't grown up yet. The most beautiful days we haven't seen yet. And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you I haven't said yet.

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I've never regretted I was born too soon. I'm proud to be a child of the twentieth century. I'm satisfied to join its ranks on our side and fight for a new world.

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And the most beautiful words ever spoken, I have not yet said to you.

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That's how it goes, my friend. The problem is not falling a captive, it's how to avoid surrender.

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Living is no laughing matter: you must live with great seriousness like a squirrel for example - I mean without looking for something beyond and above living, I mean living must be your whole occupation.

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However and wherever we are, we must live as if we will never die.

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At eighteen the heart shoots like a pebble from a slingshot and the head doesn't sit on the shoulder.

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I'm only seven, although I died In Hiroshima long ago, I'm seven now as I was then - When children die, they do not grow.

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My country or the stars Or my youth, what's farthest?

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