Quotes About Adolescence

My brother Keith begged to go with us as usual. He'll turn thirteen in a few days - August 14 - and the thought of waiting two more years until he's 15 must seem impossible to him. I understand. Waiting is terrible. Waiting to be older is worse than other kinds of waiting because there's nothing you can do to make it happen faster.

It's too easy to follow bad but attractive leaders, embrace pleasurable but destructive habits, ignore looming disaster because maybe it won't happen after all—or maybe it will only happen to other people. That kind of thinking is part of what it means to be adolescent.

I wanted to disappear. Instead, I grew to be six feet tall. Boys in particular seemed to assume that I had done this growing deliberately and that I should be ridiculed for it as often as possible.

Helpless lust and unreasoning anxiety were just part of growing up.

I went through a phase when I was 13 where I would only fall in love with people over the age of 19 or 20. I never had a real relationship with any of these people, but it was definitely the guy I wanted to hang out with and wanted to go on trips with. I would be like, 'But, Daddy, he's a musician!'.

Peter, you're twelve years old. I'm ten. They have a word for people our age. They call us children and they treat us like mice.

Eskiden beri insanl?k ehliyeti olmayan bir çocuktum

I hated school. Hated it.

Killing a pig for a good old fry-up is one thing. But there's no excuse for being cruel, even if you're a bored teenage kid.

Well, youth is the period of assumed personalities and disguises. It is the time of the sincerely insincere.

clanking against the side of a stainless steel pot—signaled that her mother was busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast. Easing the door shut, Brianna leaned against it and closed her eyes. To pull this off, Brianna couldn't just act calm, she had to be calm. Otherwise, her mother would surely notice. But at only thirteen, she'd become pretty good at finding ways around her mother's

Fourteen preteen girls, a tableful of werewolves—there were certain monstrous similarities.

When you're sixteen, sometimes you need the adults in the room to step in.

Take it from me, anyone who lives with you is occasionally going to wonder who your liver might taste, and not because they are hungry. It comes with being a teenager - you inspire violence in the hearts of those who love you. It mostly goes away when you hit twenty.

The last dragon was apparently still too young to have made up its mind which sex it wanted to be; it didn't have any horns at all.

I led as secret a life from my parents as I possibly could'.

Je pense à Dora Bruder. Je me dis que sa fugue n'était pas aussi simple que la mienne une vingtaine d'années plus tard, dans un monde redevenu inoffensif. Cette ville de décembre 1941, son couvre-feu, ses soldats, sa police, tout lui était hostile et voulait sa perte. A seize ans, elle avait le monde entier contre elle, sans qu'elle sache pourquoi.

He had us sit on a bench, then he posed us in front of a wall shaded by a row of trees, on Avenue Denfert-Rochereau. I've kept one of those shots. My girlfriend and I are sitting on the bench. To me it's as if they were other people, not us, because of the years that have passed, or maybe because of what Jansen saw through his lens, which we wouldn't have seen in a mirror at the time: two anonymous teenagers lost in Paris.

You went up a girl and came down a woman.

I am Todd Hewitt, I think to myself with my eyes closed. I am twelve years and twelve months old. I live in Prentisstown on New World. I will be a man in one month's time exactly.

He had loved Enzo. Loved him. And who cared if it was the love of a fifteen - and then a sixteen-year-old. Why did that make any less? They were older than those two idiots in Romeo and Juliet. Why did everyone no longer a teenager automatically dismiss any feeling you had then? Who cared if he'd grow out of it? That didn't make it any less true in those painful and euphoric days when it was happening. The truth was always now, even if you were young. Especially if you were young.

You know, the way teenage guys talk about sex, you'd think all of us were having it all the time, nonstop.

And so he waited by himself, leaning against a stone wall away from the other kids as they squealed and laughed and looked at their phones as if nothing in the world was wrong, as if nothing in the whole entire universe could ever happen to them.

Everyone's got something. Not even just us, everyone we know. (...) Except maybe the indie kids. They're probably the most normal ones out there.