Quotes About Youth

Every generation worries that educational standards are decaying. One of the oldest short essays in human history, dating from Sumer some 4,000 years ago, laments that the young are disastrously more ignorant than the generation immediately preceding.

The most brilliant youngsters are a national and a global resource.

If the one-year-old, the five-year-old, the twelve-year-old, and the twenty-year-old all find compatible personalities in the beloved, there is a real chance to keep all of these sub-personas happy.

Scepticism is the chastity of the intellect, and it is shameful to surrender it too soon or to the first comer: there is nobility in preserving it coolly and proudly through long youth, until at last, in the ripeness of instinct and discretion, it can be safely exchanged for fidelity and happiness. —GEORGE SANTAYANA Scepticism and Animal Faith, IX

Dedicarle tiempo a la física es un lujo —le comentó a Ellie—. Mucha gente podría hacer lo mismo si contara con iguales oportunidades, pero si tenemos que recorrer las calles en busca de comida, no nos quedará tiempo para la física. Mi obligación, por lo tanto, es mejorar las condiciones para los jóvenes científicos de mi país.

You can be young without money but you can't be old without it. You've got to be old with money because to be old without it is just too awful, you've got to be one or the other, either young or with money , you can't be old and without it. - That's the truth , Brick...

You are the only young man that I know of who ignores the fact that the future becomes the present, the present the past, and the past turns into everlasting regret if you don't plan for it!

Youth must be wanton, youth must be quick, Dance to the candle while lasteth the wick, Youth must be foolish and mirthful and blind, Gaze not before and glance not behind, Mark not the shadow that darkens the way- Regret not the glitter of any lost day, But laugh with no reason except the red wine, For youth must be youthful and foolish and blind!

True? Yes, I suppose-unfit somehow-anyway.... So I came here. There was nowhere else I could go. I was played out. You know what played out is? My youth was suddenly gone up the water-sprout, and-I met you. You said you needed somebody. Well, I needed some-body, too. I thanked God for you, because you seemed to be gentle-a cleft in the rock of the world that I could hide in! But I guess I was asking, hoping-too much! Kiefaber, Stanley and Shaw have tied an old tin can to the tail of the kite.

you've gone past something you couldn't afford to go past; your time, your youth, you've passed it. It's all you had, and you've had it.

And in the spring, it's touching to notice them making their first discovery of love! As if nobody had ever known it before!

His beauty was notable even in a province where the lack of it is more exceptional in a young man.

Nature is not on the side of a girl over thirty

You are the only young man that I know of who ignores the fact that the future becomes the present, the present the past, and the past turns into everlasting regret if you don't plan for it!

Why youth seems to be my only requisite for beauty now is beyond me.

Children, in fact, spend more than fourteen thousand hours inside a school building over twelve years of schooling.

A reluctance to acknowledge that there may be wisdom in youth would be foolish.

You are a girl becoming a woman, but you are not there yet. You will get there more quickly and smoothly if you question your choices before acting on them.

much the same as you men are strong and can wield a heavy battle-axe, whereas an old man could not. Even though you have the muscle to do this, that doesn't mean that your muscles can do what they aren't meant to do, such as exercise wisdom the old man has from his experience. He may defeat you in battle through his knowledge, rather than his muscle.

Their young live were over, too, except they had to die everyday while still breathing.

He encouraged me to take one more deep puff and hold it in, so I did, and the smoke traveled down on top of my esophagus and then did a U-turn up into where my brain was supposed to be. At first it felt like fireworks, and then I began to feel like I was floating down a stream. I liked it. And I took another puff and studied my ass off. The next morning, however, I would fail my very first Spanish exam, because I would not remember how to conjugate anything except Abraham.

It should be obvious that I wasn't no honor roll student in high school. My favorite class was boys.

inside every old person is a young person wondering what happened.

Albert grunted. Do you know what happens to lads who ask too many questions? Mort thought for a moment. No, he said eventually, what? There was silence. Then Albert straightened up and said, Damned if I know. Probably they get answers, and serve 'em right.