Quotes About Adolescence

It was just that I was unsuited to being a child.

I used to think that fifteen would be nearly grown up," said her sister Naomi, "until you started being it

Going out and playing football or baseball with the boys, when I was a tomboy, was a great way to learn about winning and losing, and most girls didn't have that experience.

And I suppose that is what we want from our mothers: to maintain the world and, even if it is a lie, to proceed as though the world could be maintained. Whereas my father was obsessed with the past and the future, with returning to and remaking Libya, my mother was devoted to the present. For this reason, she was the truly radical force in my adolescence.

The first boy I fell in love with didn't know I loved him, but he managed to break my heart anyway.

Kaye took another drag on her cigarette and dropped it into her mother's beer bottle. She figured that would be a good test for how drunk Ellen was--see if she would swallow a butt whole

And now she was sixteen and felt like she had no imagination left.

You're not like other girls," Aidan said, pressing her back against the cushions of the couch. "You're cool." Tana tried to be cool, tried to act as if it didn't bother her when he flirted with anything that moved—and, that one time, when he was really drunk, with a coatrack.

What's wrong with Oak? He stomped in here and slammed his door. Is he going to be this dramatic when he's a teenager?' 'He doesn't want to be High King,' I tell her. 'Oh. That.' Vivi glances toward his bedroom. 'I thought it was something important.

He is wearing his golden armour again, the boy who'd been my friend disappearing into a man I don't know.

in time-out. That's how you're acting—like five-year-olds. It's time you realized that you are sixteen and way too old for this nonsense. And you

At fifteen, beauty and talent do not exist there can only be promise of the coming woman.

Little kids, little problems. Wait till you've got drugs and sex and social media to worry about.

This Thursday night felt like adolescence: exquisitely painful and sharply beautiful.

She'd been lacking in so much confidence when she was a teenager, worrying all the time about what people thought of her and how they might hurt her, without even considering the impact she might have on their feelings.

been walking home from the hairdresser's, feeling gorgeous, and a gaggle of teenage girls walked by, and the sound of their strident giggles made her send a message back through time to her fourteen-year-old self: "Don't worry, it all works out. You get a personality, you get a job, you work out what to do with your hair, and you get a boy who thinks you're beautiful.

I was just average, I'm afraid. Too dreamy. After school,

She would have thought she was too old to worry about her body being observed and judged in a swimsuit, but apparently this neurosis began at twelve years old and never ended.

upset?" "Of course. Once a boy told Lyn she had two mozzie bites instead of tits and she cried for a whole week." "Really? Did she?" Kara sat up, invigorated. "I can't imagine her, young, and getting all upset.

Teenagers!" said Hank. "All the parenting articles say, Talk to them, listen to them! But how can you when they seem to find it physically painful to even look at you?

Last Thursday night she was leading a soft, muffled, pain-free little life. This Thursday night felt like adolescence: exquisitely painful and sharply beautiful.

I went to the entrance to the restroom, where the hallway did a sharp bend so nobody could peek into the girls' pee-palace.

Becca, though, I married. I don't know how other people do it, not stay with the girl whose ankle socks made your stomach flip at age fourteen, whose wet hair smells like your past—the girl who was with you the very moment you were introduced to happiness.

They do this with women. Their teachers, their friends' mothers. Well, you saw it at the restaurant. They sort of throw themselves at them. It breaks my heart because what is it going to look like in ten years with girls their age? All that neediness.