Quotes About Youth

Sometimes he'd get annoyed at it, want to be left alone, wished he'd gone skateboarding, but mostly not.

In the porch of one house Jake saw a skateboard and it made his heart jump: a Santa Cruz, one of the expensive ones. He'd begged for one for years. He looked at the house, its closed curtains. There was a child in there, maybe a boy same age as him, dreaming in a bed, who had a Santa Cruz,

One day, a boy decided to break the rules. Like in most children's stories, he then had an adventure. This experience taught the boy that those aforementioned rules were there for a reason. But he also learned another important lesson... that one should break rules as often as possible. Because who the hell doesn't want to have an adventure?

Memory tempers prosperity, mitigates adversity, control youth, and delights old age.

She looked at nice young men as if she could smell their stupidity.

A fine young man and a fine young felly he always was, except that in the old days, before you began coming in here, Mr. Witherwax, he maybe had too much money and spent too much of it on girls. Take them alone, either one; the money without the women, or a good girl without the money that can be a help to a young felly, and he's fixed for life. But put them together; and often as not, the young felly goes on the booze. ("The Better Mousetrap")

Once when I was eight years old my grandmother asked me, what will you do when you grow up? And I answered, I want to die. I want to die when I grow up. I want to die soon. And I think my sister really liked that answer.

Theirs was the eternal youth of an alternating self, a youth with the constant although unfulfilled promise of growing up

There Laura spent many happy hours, supposed to be picking fruit for jam, but for the better part of the time reading or dreaming. One corner, overhung by a Samson tree and walled in with bushes and flowers, she called her 'green study'.

One boy's a boy; two boys be half a boy, and three boys be no boy at all', ran the old country saying.

No book's too old for anybody who is able to enjoy it, and none too young, either, for that matter. Let her read what she likes.

That's what I'd like to do on the President's Council. Make sports and athletics available to every youth in America, not just one day a week like it was for me, but every day.

I love working with kids, talking with them and listening to them. I always encourage kids to reach beyond their dreams. Don't try to be like me. Be better than me.

I couldn't wait until I grew up. I used to look at my mom's stockings and put them on with her high heels and mess with my hair.

A fervent young admirer exclaimed: "By Jove, the Good Soldier is the finest novel in the English language!" whereupon my friend John Rodker, who has always had a properly tempered admiration for my work, remarked in his clear, slow drawl: "Ah, yes. It is, but you have left out a word. It is the finest French novel in the English language!"

When I was a kid, the only way I saw movies was from the back seat of my family's car at the drive-in.

Train children in the right way, and when old, they will not stray. Proverbs 22:6

L'erreur est de vouloir une vie immobile. On veut que le temps s'arrête, que l'amour soit éternel, que rien ne meure jamais, pour se prélasser dans une perpétuelle enfance dorlotée. On bâtit des murs pour se protéger et ce sont ces murs qui un jour deviennent une prison. »

Il vient d'avoir trente ans: l'âge bâtard où l'on est trop vieux pour être jeune, et trop jeune pour être vieux.

À 20 ans, je croyais tout savoir de la vie. À 30 ans, j'ai appris que je ne savais rien. Je venais de passer dix années à apprendre tout ce qu'il me faudrait, par la suite, désapprendre.

Mille järgi me aru saame, et oleme vanad? [...] Selle järgi, et hakkame endast nooremate üle vinguma. Nende innukus käib meile närvidele, nende illusioonid väsitavad meid. Oleme vanad, kui just eelmisel õhtul oleme öelnud ühele 1976. aastal sündinud neiule: "Seitsekümmend kuus? Mäletan küll, see oli põuane aasta.

Dz?ve ir p?r?k ?sa,lai ??rbtos vienmu?i.

La Beauté finit en Laideur, le destin de la Jeunesse est d'être Flétrie, la Vie n'est qu'un lent Pourrissement, nous Mourons chaque Jour.

Der große Unterschied zwischen meinen Eltern und mir: In ihrer Jugend wurden die Freiheiten immer größer, in meiner wurden sie Jahr für Jahr immer kleiner.