Quotes About Adolescence

I was born in Delhi but grew up in Chandigarh, so I write about the machismo of Punjab because it was around me.

Being someone who had had a very difficult childhood, a very difficult adolescence - it had to do with not quite poverty, but close. It had to do with being brought up in a family where no one spoke English, no one could read or write English. It had to do with death and disease and lots of other things. I was a little prone to depression.

I never set out to become 'famous.' I mean, when you're 14 you think 'I'm gonna become a writer and people will want my autograph and that'll be cool,' but you grow up and you learn that's just not how the world works. I resigned myself to the fact that I would probably never be published and if I did it probably wouldn't be a big deal.

Adolescence is the most Technicolor time in our lives. It's the time when adulthood is new and we care most about it. It contains the highs and lows that excite me as a writer.

When I was 14 years old, I was talking about much more mature things because of the writers that I had at the time. My first album was tied into what the culture was at that moment, which was Jodeci, Al B. Sure, Puff, The Hitmen. I reaped the benefits of being part of Bad Boy's movement. That was my introduction.

Jack Thorne writes so well for messed-up teenage girls.

When I was 13, I thought I was pretty hot stuff because I knew BASIC programming, self-taught on the family's Commodore 64. One of my crowning accomplishments was writing a silly little program that showed a crudely-drawn Space Shuttle lifting off in a cloud of pixelated smoke.

I can tell you that the book 'The Ugly Truth' is about puberty and all the awfulness that comes with that time in a person's life. It was definitely some different subject matter to be writing about, especially knowing some of my audience are second and third graders.

And, once the innocence of childhood is lost, no adolescent has ever regained it.

For six months, then, Emma, at fifteen years of age, made her hands dirty with books from old lending libraries.

Rien ne vaut les souvenirs et les illusions de l'adolescence.

Elle ne se doutait point que l'amour, disparu de sa vie, palpitait là, près d'elle, sous cette chemise de grosse toile, dans ce cÅ"ur d'adolescent ouvert aux émanations de sa beauté.

One day everything changed. In the morning things were one way and by bedtime another. I was seventeen.

She was so young that love was still a game to her. . . . She was being neither fair nor clever, but Babette was only nineteen years old.

Getting into a fight with a popular senior. Pissing off a school teacher and the local chief of police. Hanging with two major-league losers. She slapped my back. Welcome to high school.

Feeding teenage boys was like filling a bathtub with a grapefruit spoon.

We stayed a step behind the three boys. Every once in a while they would turn around and look at us, wondering, I guess, why we were following them. Sometimes they stared openly at Ema. There may have been derision in their eyes, I couldn't say for sure. Ema was decked out in her customary black—black clothes, black hair, black nail polish, black lipstick. Tattoos ran up and down her arms and across her neck. I

Roger was a skinny kid. His arms were reeds with absolutely no definition. He did not look up as she spoke.

A group of boys-cum-men shuffled by her office, all duded out in goth black accessorized with a variety of items in the chain-n-stud family. The pants had huge cuffs and you couldn't see their shoes. "Hey

Gee, Cingle, that's pretty subtle." She spread her arms. "Subtlety ended for me the day I hit puberty.

He and his friends weren't heavily into the dope scene, but he had hung out at his buddy Weed's house—clue for parents: If your kid is nicknamed "Weed," it probably has little to do with legitimate gardening—when his folks were out of town. Mike

Dumb goth kids who'd have to move up a step on the food chain to be called losers, maybe.

When all the girls were getting all made up and getting into all that girl stuff in junior high I was out playing softball or touch football with the guys.

I wouldn't say I'm stuck in my adolescence, but I think, like a lot of people, I carry my teen years with me. I feel really in touch with those feelings, and how intense and complicated life seems in those years.