Quotes About Adolescence

In my teens, I eyed my adulthood with trepidation, as if stalked by a stranger - one who would seize control as if by demonic possession and regard my fledgling incarnation with contempt.

When I was 14 I had a trial for Tottenham. They were thinking of signing me but my mum said no. She said education comes first. Did I hate her at the time? You couldn't imagine. I was crying and all sorts.

What adolescence is about is by trial and error, honing a frontal cortex that is going to be more optimal by the time you're 25.

I think so much of adolescence is about finding your tribe, and what kids today have that we did not have is access to the whole world.

I became a Christian within a fundamentalist church. I saw 'A Thief in the Night' on a 16 mm. print when I was in the eighth grade, and I got the whole scare speech from our pastors. 'Do you want to be left here, left behind, for the Tribulation? If not, then come forward.'

So when I got to be about 13 or 14, I started listening - even though my parents music was way cool - to contemporary hard rock at that time, which was Aerosmith, Cheap Trick, Black Sabbath, AC/DC, Ted Nugent and all that, and that's just where I came from.

I'm afraid to have a boyfriend. I don't know how to do that and not lose who I want to be. And I'm afraid of what it means to be close to a guy, a guy I might really like."There it was: the truth.

For those of you who may be homeschooled: high school is that four-year asylum where they put teenagers because we have no idea what else to do with them.

All we can do when we think of kids today is think of more hours of school, earlier age at the computer, and curfews. Who would want to grow up in that world?

All my friends started getting boyfriends, but I didn't want a boyfriend, I wanted a thirteen-colour biro.

You look like a handsome young man…although you might want to zip your fly. Mom! What? Should I have not told you and left it for everyone else to notice at the dance?

When you were nineteen, you couldn't give a monkey's

Adolescence is a dreadful period. We tend to notice those youngsters who misbehave and call attention to themselves, but there are others, equally miserable, who receive no help simply because they are silent. (41)

As Kisley et al. comment about their research: "The correlation between sensory gating and conceptual age was significant."6 By age eight the gating channels begin to take on what will be the default state in adulthood. This further solidifies, narrowing more, at the onset of puberty and generally is in place by the end of adolescence.

High school isn't a very important place. When you're going you think it's a big deal, but when it's over nobody really thinks it was great unless they're beered up.

If you liked being a teenager, there's something really wrong with you.

I think there are worse things for a teen to be enraptured with than 'Twilight.'

The films of Saturday Night Fever and Grease were all the rage and I'll admit, I went to see Grease at the local ABC Cinema with a few of my mates. You'd be surprised at how many so-called 'hard' lads that would be stood in the queue waiting to see Grease.

I suppose it's more unnerving to be a boy than a girl,' she conceded.'It's the boys who have to make fools of themselves.

One of the reasons I hate Hollywood so much is that they portray the travails of teen life as so innocuous and fun loving, some kind of idyll before the mean business of adulthood. People forget how much it all hurts back then. Someone pinches you and you feel it in your bones. They don't want to face what a bunch of fragile sadists teenagers were. All these folks who acted all shocked and outraged when those kids in Columbine went off - where the hell did they go to high school?

Do patnácti let v?ku umírají (chlapci) t?ikrát ?ast?ji než d?v?ata, a to z nejr?zn?jších p?í?in - ale nejvíce následkem úrazu, násilí a pokusu o sebevraždu.

Biologists have an adolescent fascination with sex. Like teenagers they are embarrassed by the subject because of their ignorance.

We are a society that sheds spouses and takes on new lovers faster than a raja can work through his harem. We dissolve entire families on a whimsy of lust. We pursue bald ambition as if it were the true religion, leaving our children to come home to empty houses, to fix their own meals, to cope with the crippling insecurities of adolescence, while we engage in an endless chase after the grail of possessions. And we have the audacity to wonder who killed the innocence of childhood.

He wasn't what he was supposed to be. He was an imposter: a boy who'd chosen this place, and at that moment, to impersonate a man.