Quotes About Adolescence

High school is closer to the core of the American experience than anything else I can think of.

I guess you Da Man now, Filthy, JB says. And for the first time in my life I don't want to be. I bet the dishes you miss number fifty, he says, walking away. Where's he going? Hey, I shout. We Da Man. And when he turns around I toss him the ball. He dribbles back to the top of the key, fixes his eyes on the goal. I watch the ball leave his hands like a bird up high, skating the sky, crossing over us.

A thirteen year old girl shouldn't be okay with taking a nude picture of herself and sending it to a boy. There's something deeply wrong with that.

Izzy. My sister. She told me you liked me. Liked me, liked me." " Liked you, liked you?" Magnus buried his grin in the cat's fur. "Sorry. Are we twelve now? I don't recall saying anything to Isabelle . . .

Of course it's not okay with me, I'm a teenage boy. As far as I'm concerned, this is the worst thing that's happenedd since I found out why Magnus was banned from Peru" - Jace

Teenagers," said Luke, as if it were the filthiest word he knew.

I want to be an angst-ridden teenager who can't confront his own inner demons and takes it out verbally on other people instead.

All my life I've felt like there was something wrong with me. Something missing or damaged." "Every teenager in the world feels like that, feels broken or out of place, different somehow, royalty mistakenly born into a family of peasants.

It was truly amazing, Clary thought, how much teenage boys were able to eat without ever gaining weight or making themselves sick. -pg.68-

This was Zane Alexander, the boy who had been a Casanova since he hit puberty.

A vicious circle, this thing with Zane. It was like she was living in two worlds' simultaneously; that of a teenage girl and that of a woman.

Neither one is any way to grow up.

Kids do stupid things. Even kids with good parents do stupid things. They're kids. No matter how you raise them, they're going to take a cruise through Stupid Land.

Hey, I was fifteen. Drama was my contribution to the world.

For though, as we have said, all children are heartless, this is not precisely true of teenagers. Teenage hearts are raw and new, fast and fierce, and they do not know their own strength. Neither do they know reason or restraint, and if you want to know the truth, a goodly number of grown-up hearts never learn it.

It was at thirteen years old that Marya Morevna learned how to keep a secret, and that secrets are jealous things, permitting no fraternization.

Do you know what a thirteen-year-old girl can do when she is alone and frightened and believes she is right?

My ninth-grade teacher told us that we would all fall in love with Catcher in the Rye. The elusive maroon cover added to its mystique. I kept waiting to fall in love with Salinger's cramped, desultory writing until I was annoyed.

Holden Caulfield was just some rich prep school kid who cursed like an old man, spent money like water, and took taxis everywhere. He was an entitled asshole who was as supercilious as the classmates he calls "phony.

She'd been married at twelve, before her menarche, and had been pregnant or lactating ever since.

I looked forward to making friends at school, but I had come late and friendships had already been formed. I couldn't find my way into their world. They seemed to have a secret code I couldn't decipher.

less mature a person is, the more he will rely on this basic mode of attaching. Peer-oriented kids like Cynthia are preoccupied with being together, occupying the same space, hanging out, and staying in touch. When attachment is this primitive, the talking can be gibberish and nonsense. "My

[T]he drama that is associated usually with the young as they fully begin to enter life—with adolescents, with young men... can also startle and lay siege to the aged.... Maybe the most potent discoveries are reserved for last.

Selma dug her sharp elbow right into my ribs and then kicked me hard on the ankle under the table. I couldn't help giving a little squeal of pain.