Quotes About Adolescence

Adolescence is that time when I think, it can be- it's the cruelest place on Earth. It can really be heartless.

Adolescence as the time when an individual 'recapitulates' the savage stage of the race's past.

I have always had school sickness, as others have seasickness. I cried when it was time to go back to school long after I was old enough to be ashamed of such behavior.

Although her parents didn't know it, Debra had gotten a prescription for birth control pills at Planned Parenthood when she was only ten.

When we think of longer life expectancy, we may envision ten years added to our existence later on. But it may also be that we've added time to adolescence, which now stretches past the teen years and into the twenties.

Boys will be boys. And even that wouldn't matter if only we could prevent girls from being girls.

The reason for my starting a diary is that I have no real friend.

It's an odd idea for someone like me to keep a diary; not only because I have never done so before, but because it seems to me that neither I - nor for that matter anyone else - will be interested in the unbosomings of a thirteen-year-old school girl.

I long to ride a bike, dance, whistle, look at the world, feel young and know that I'm free, and yet I can't let it show.

But it's the same with all my friends, just fun and joking, nothing more. I can never bring myself to talk of anything outside the common round.

All day long I hear nothing but what an exasperating child I am, and although I laugh it off and pretend not to mind, I wish I could ask God to give me another personality, one that doesn't antagonize everyone.

Escrever um diário é uma experiência realmente estranha para uma pessoa como eu. Não só porque nunca escrevi nada antes, mas também porque me parece que, mais tarde, nem eu nem ninguém estará interessado nos devaneios de uma rapariga de treze anos.

It seems to me that, later on, neither I nor anyone else will be interested in the chatterings of a 13-year-old schoolgirl…

I'm not a baby or a spoiled darling any more, to be laughed at, whatever she does. I have my own views, plans, and ideas, though I can't put them into words yet. Oh, so many things bubble up inside me as I lie in bed, having to put up with people I'm fed up with, who always misinterpret my intentions.

Heme aquí llegada al punto de partida, a la idea de comenzar un Diario: yo no tengo amiga.

Who would ever think that so much went on in the soul of a young girl?

broken pocket mirror to try and catch a glimpse of me in the classroom.

I have the strong feeling that Peter and I aren't really as different as we may seem on the surface, and I'll explain why: neither Peter nor I have a mother.

He still blushes every evening when he gets his good-night kiss, and then begs for another one. Am I merely a better substitute

Peter was the ideal boy: tall, good-looking and slender, with a serious, quiet and intelligent face. He had dark hair, beautiful brown eyes, pale cheeks and a nicely pointed nose. I was crazy about his smile, which made him look so boyish and mischievous.

To begin with, Margot's a girl, and girls are always more mature than boys.

There's a lot to be said about the boys, or maybe not so much after all. [entry 6/15/42]

I pour my heart out to you, and the rest of the time I'm as impudent, cheerful and self-confident as possible to avoid questions and keep from getting on my own nerves.

Hanneli und Sanne waren fruher meine besten Freundinnen, und wer uns zusammen sah, sagte immer: ,,Da laufen Anne, Hanne und Sanne.