I am not young but I feel young. The day I feel old, I will go to bed and stay there. J'aime la vie! I feel that to live is a wonderful thing.
Dullness is the spice of life. Which is why we must always use other spices.
I'm passionate about everything, actually. I'm passionate about life.
I'm definitely someone who enjoys life and wakes up with a ball of energy.
I just loved and love life. I love it today.
Only to live, to live and live! Life, whatever it may be!
I'm always excited about life.
Vitality! That's the pursuit of life, isn't it?
I need to feel the excitement of life stirring around me, and I will always need to feel that.
I'm a good crazy. A crazy good guy. Someone who makes the most of life.
I've always been energetic, loved life and have always been easily amused by things.
Strictly has just given me a real zest for life. Life is so short. We should all grasp it.
In bad times and in good I've never lost my sense of zest for life.
Mum and I have always been close. Her adoptive parents died when she was 18, and she doesn't have any other kids, so I'm her only family. She lives life to the full, and I envy her vitality. She has pink hair and is a younger spirit than me.
I'm always excited about life in general.
Without zest, what is life? Just waiting for death?
There's been bumps in the road and serious challenges along the way, but my love for NASCAR and my zest for life is what's most important to me.
I shall grow old, but never lose life's zest, because the road's last turn will be the best.
I think I’m greedy, but I’m not greedy for money – I think that can be a burden – I’m greedy for an exciting life. I want it to be exciting all the time, and I get it, actually. On the other hand, I can find excitement, I admit, in raindrops falling on a puddle and a lot of people wouldn’t. I intend to have it exciting until the day I fall over.
I'm young in spirit and have lots of energy.
Never slow down, never look back, live each day with adolescent verve and spunk and curiosity and playfulness. If you think you’re still a young pup, then maybe you are, no matter what the calendar says.
In youth, we clothe ourselves with rainbows, with hope & love, & go as brave as the zodiack. In age we put out another sort of perspiration; gout, fever, rheumatism, caprice, doubt, fretting, and avarice.
Life delights in life.
You've been put on the world to love the act of being alive.
Without zest, what is life? Just waiting for death? It can't be anything else. Only with zest do you live; otherwise you vegetate.
