Quotes About Youth

Éramos demasiado jóvenes para saber que al conductor no le importaban nuestras canciones.

Maybe these are my glory days, and I'm not even realizing it because they don't involve a ball.

Selbst Monster waren liebenswert, wenn sie klein waren.

And I saw Patrick and Alice not even care that they weren't kissing anybody because they were too excited talking about their futures.

And I hope everyone's picture turn out great and never become old photographs and nobody gets in a car accident.

But for now, sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn't.

There were a lot of little kids there. I watched them flying. Doing jumps and having races. And I though that some days those little kids are going to grow up someday. And all those little kids are going to do the things that we do. And they will all kiss someone someday. But for now, sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn't.

Even monsters are adorable when they are little.

and remember when we all felt infinite

I always wanted to be on a sports team like that. I'm not sure why, but I always thought it would be fun to have "glory days".

You know… a lot of kids at school hate their parents. Some of them got hit. And some of them got caught in the middle of wrong lives. Some of them were trophies for their parents to show the neighbors like ribbons or gold stars. And some of them just wanted to drink in peace.

I look at people holding hands in the hallways, and I try to think about how it all works. At the school dances, I sit in the background, and I tap my toe, and I wonder how many couples will dance to "their song." In the hallways, I see the girls wearing the guys' jackets, and I think about the idea of property. And I wonder if anyone is really happy. I hope they are. I really hope they are.

That's when I started thing about my sister. [...] And how different her face looked the first time she really liked a boy who was not on a poster on her wall.

That's when I started thinking about my sister. [...] And how different her face looked the first time she really liked a boy who was not on a poster on her wall.

After I said that, we all got quiet and sad. In the silence, I remembered this one time that I never told anybody about. The time we were walking. Just the three of us. And I was in the middle. I don't remember where we were walking to or where we were walking from. I don't even remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere

It's hard, too, because Patrick began every night really excited. He always said he felt free. And tonight was his destiny. And things like that. But by the end of that night, he just looked sad.

Kate Reese shivered when she realized the sad truth: Even monsters are adorable when they are little.

Bill said I was 'developing' at a rapid pace and gave me a different kind of book as a 'reward'. It's On the Road by Jack Kerouac. I'm now up to about ten cigarettes a day.

then Patrick started running after the sunset. And Sam immediately followed him. And I saw them in silhouette. Running after the sun. Then, I started running. And everything was as good as it could be.

So, I stood alone by the wall and watched the dance for a while. I would describe it to you, but I think it's the kind of thing where you have to be there or at least know the people. But then again, maybe you knew the same people when you went to high school dances, if you know what I mean.

Five minutes of a lifetime were truly spent and we felt young in a good way.

why were you happier when you were a kid? Because you didn't know anything. The more you know, the sadder you get.

Now, for my younger viewers out there, a book is something we used to have before the internet. It's sort of a blog for people with attention spans.

I'd like to leave you with a bit of wisdom I picked up from a documentary I saw this weekend: Mad Max: Fury Road. All you young people really need to succeed in the future is a reliable source of fuel and a fanatical cadre of psychopathic motorcycle killers.