When someone says (some variation of), “She’s so young, what does she know about life? It’s easy to think you’re wise when you’re so young and naive.”
I like to think, “How fortunate for me that I met her & was reminded of all the wisdom I forgot when the world taught me that growing up meant growing cynical.”
I don’t think youth is wasted on the young. I think the power and opportunities of adulthood are too often wasted on those who believe the energy and magic of youth is wasted on the young.