Quotes About Youth

You young people never say anything. And us old folks don't know how to stop talking.

She was seventeen, her entire life shining on her lips.

It's only worth staying in bed if you're young and in good company.

Una de las trampas de la infancia es que no hace falta comprender algo para sentirlo. Para cuando la razón es capaz de entender lo sucedido, las heridas en el corazón ya son demasiado profundas.

They had parted as boys, and now life presented one of them with a fugitive and the other with a dying man. Both wondered whether this was due to the cards they'd been dealt or to the way they had played them.

I discovered that seventeen-year-old girls have such huge verbal energy that their brain drives them to expend it every twenty seconds. On the third day I decided I had to find her a boyfriend -- if possible, a deaf one.

Youth is like a fickle girlfriend. We can't understand or value her until she goes off with someone else, never to return.

Me incliné sobre ella y recorrí la piel de su vientre con la yema del dedo. Bea dejó caer los párpados, los ojos y me sonrió, segura y fuerte. -Hazme lo que quieras... -susurró. Tenía diecisiete años y la vida en los labios.

Before I know it, I'll be thirty and I'll realise that every day I look less like the person I wanted to be when I was fifteen.

Y usted qué es, Óscar? de derechas o de izquierdas? - Óscar es ácrata, papá - cortó Marina El pedazo de pan se me atragantó. No sabía lo que significaba aquella palabra, pero sonaba a anarquista en bicicleta.

Boys my age are boring. They have nothing to say and half of them seem like complete idiots. I was going to say that they didn't improve with age but didn't want to spoil her illusions.

I guessed she must be, at most, twenty, but there was something about her manner that made me think she could be ageless. She seemed trapped in that state of perpetual youth reserved for mannequins in shop windows.

You cannot understand such things right now, because you're young. But in good time you'll see that sometimes what matters isn't what one gives but what one gives up.

A young man is the perfect soldier. He has great potential for aggression and a limited critical capacity—or none at all—with which to analyze it and judge how to channel it. Throughout history societies have found ways of using this store of aggression, turning their adolescents into soldiers, cannon fodder with which to conquer their neighbors or defend themselves against their aggressors.

Before I knew it, I'll be thirty and I'll realise that everday I look less the person I wanted to be when I was fifteen. (The Angel's Game)

How old is the lad?' inquired Barceló, inspecting me out of the corner of his eye. 'Almost eleven,' I announced. Barceló flashed a sly smile. 'In other words, ten. Don't add on any years, you rascal. Life will see to that without your help.

I imagined Julián Caraxat my age, holding that image in his hands, perhaps in the shade of the same tree that now sheltered me. I could almost see him smiling confidently, contemplating a future as wide and luminous as that avenue, and for a moment I thought there were no more ghosts there than that of absence and loss that the light that smiled on me was borrowed light, real only as long as I could hold it in my eyes, second by second.

When you're young, you see the world as it should be, and when you're old you start to see it as it really is. You'll be cured eventually.

La juventud es una novia caprichosa. No sabemos entenderla ni valorarla hasta que se va con otro para no volver jamás…

Ya no somos jóvenes — dijo, leyéndome el pensamiento. —¿Cuándo hemos sido jóvenes tú y yo? (We're not young anymore, she said, reading my thought. When were you and I ever young?)

A young man is the perfect soldier. He has great potential for aggression and a limited critical capacity - or none at all - with which to analyze it and judge how to channel it.

A young man is the perfect soldier. He has great potential for aggression and a limited critical capacity - or none at all - with which to analyse it and judge how to channel it.

And then I would think about the war and about the fact that those who waged it were also children once.

Madurar no es más que el proceso de descubrir que todo aquello que creías cuando eras joven es falso y que, a su vez, todo cuanto rechazabas creer en tu juventud resulta ser cierto.