Quotes About Youth

Sometimes it feels as if I major in activism and minor in university.

Growing up, I played hockey because I loved playing it. I didn't view myself in minor hockey as a Black hockey player, but I was also aware that I was.

When I was growing up, I always had the dream of being an analyst for a minor league baseball team or something like that.

Americans should understand that 50%, or something like, of the kids in inner-city schools, often poor and often minority, don't graduate. And the ones that do don't necessarily have the skills to get a job. That is the biggest disgrace in this country.

For many young people growing up in minority communities, there is a sense that their lives are disposable. As athletes, we have a platform to let those kids know that their lives are important. That their lives matter to us.

I have been adopted by the millennials, and I'm enjoying every minute of it! I'm learning a new language.

When I was a kid, I never thought about anything. Never had to think about where I was going to school or what I was going to do. I just lived minute to minute.

Young people harm themselves and others because life has no meaning for them. If we continue to live the way we do and organize society the way we do, we will continue to produce so many thousands of young people who will need to be imprisoned.

Children and adolescents, being relatively new to life, are naturally creative because they haven't been brainwashed, so to speak, by the conventional attitudes of society. Consequently, students are always coming up with novel images, words, and actions that my delight, enlighten, or inspire adults....Creativity has not been the subject of intense focus, extensive research, or high levels of funding in American education.

Talking to young people gets us nowhere, I thought, and anyone who asserts the contrary is a hypocrite, for young people have nothing to say to their elders, to old people—that's the truth. What the young have to say to the old is of absolutely no interest, none whatever, I thought, and to assert the contrary is gross hypocrisy.

Mensch, was haben wir die Luft bewegt, schrieb Micha später. Es wäre ewig so weitergegangen. Es war von vorn bis hinten zum Kotzen, aber wir haben uns prächtig amüsiert. Wir waren alle so klug, so belesen, so interessiert, aber unterm Strich war's idiotisch. Wir stürmten in die Zukunft, aber wir waren so was von gestern. Mein Gott, waren wir komisch, und wir haben es nicht einmal gemerkt. Es wäre ewig so weitergegangen, aber es ist was dazwischengekommen.

The thing about loss-of-innocence stories, the reason they hit so hard, is that they're so final. You can never go back.

Oh! just, subtle, and mighty opium! that to the hearts of poor and rich alike, for the wounds that will never heal, and for 'the pangs that tempt the spirit to rebel,' bringest an assuaging balm; eloquent opium! that with thy potent rhetoric stealest away the purposes of wrath; and to the guilty man, for one night givest back the hopes of his youth, and hands washed pure of blood....

Twenty years ago, as I was completing my freshman year in college, I was a full-blown neoconservative. Except I didn't know it. Having concluded that I was not a leftist, I simply decided by process of elimination that I must be a Rush Limbaughian.

You could sometimes see her twelfth year in her cheeks, or her ninth sparkling from her eyes; and even her fifth would flit over the curves of her mouth now and then.

Be a good boy, remember; and be kind to animals and birds, and read all you can.

Only a wall divided him from those happy young contemporaries of his with whom he shared a common mental life; men who had nothing to do from morning till night but to read, mark, learn, and inwardly digest. Only a wall—but what a wall!

Her companion, also in black, appeared as a well-formed young woman about 18, completely possessed of that ephemeral precious essence youth, which is itself beauty, irrespective of complexion or contour.

I shan't forget you, Jude,' he said, smiling, as the cart moved off. 'Be a good boy, remember; and be kind to animals and birds, and read all you can.

Phases of her childhood lurked in her aspect still. As she walked along to-day, for all her bouncing handsome womanliness, you could sometimes see her twelfth year in her cheeks, or her ninth sparkle from her eyes; and even her fifth would flit over the curves of her mouth now and then. Yet

I like reading and all that, but a crave to get back to the life of my infancy and all its freedom. (Sue Bridehead)

there was the record of a pulsing life which had learnt too well, for its years, of the dust and ashes of things, of the cruelty of lust and the fragility of love

A great statesman thinks several times, and acts; a young lady acts, and thinks several times.

Above the youth's inspired and flashing eyes/I see the motley, mocking fool's-cap rise.