Most men die at 27, we just bury them at 72.
Too fast to live, too young to die.
I feel like it's okay for us to grow up because a lot of us want to get rich 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.]
I want to die young. I think it's awful to get old, and sickness is ugly.
Old men go to Death, Death comes to Young men.
It has been remarked (by a lady infinitely cleverer than the present author) how kindly disposed the world in general feels to young people who either die or marry.
My mother and father were perfect role models. They were together for 25 years and very much in love. But I've got too much to do now. I'm only 27.
I'm not worried about what's going to happen when I'm thirty, because I am never going to make it to thirty. You know what life is like after thirty - I don't want that.
No matter how long you live, die young.
Most all of the writers I admired when I was in my teens and twenties died young. Fitzgerald lived the longest. He was 44. Dylan Thomas was 39. And then once you're approaching 40, you suddenly think, "Well, maybe I would like to live longer than Fitzgerald or Thomas."
Youth is an arithmetical statement of passing interest, each hour eats it up.
It is a pity we can't escape from life when we are young.
I'll probably die by the time I reach 25. But I'll have lived the way I wanted to.
There is something tenderly appropriate in the serene death of the old. Nothing is more touching than the death of the young, the strong.
One of the fathers saith . . . that old men go to death, and death comes to young men.
I like a man who's good, but not too good - for the good die young, and I hate a dead one.
