Quotes About Youth

Like a certain philosopher I would, upon my soul, have all young men from eighteen to twenty-five kept under barrels; seeing how often, in the lack of some such sequestering process, the woman sits down before each as his destiny, and too frequently enervates his purpose, till he abandons the most promising course ever conceived!

All the while she wondered if any strange good thing might come of her being in her ancestral land; and some spirit within her rose automatically as the sap in the twigs. It was unexpected youth, surging up anew after its temporary check, and bringing with it hope, and the invincible instinct towards self-delight.

he had passed the time during which the influence of youth indiscriminately mingles them in the character of impulse, and he had not yet arrived at the stage wherein they become united again, in the character of prejudice

He was at the brightest period of masculine growth, for his intellect and his emotions were clearly separated: he had passed the time during which the influence of youth indiscriminately mingles them in the character of impulse, and he had not yet arrived at the stage wherein they become united again, in the character of prejudice, by the influence of a wife and family.

the appearance of the third and youngest would hardly have been sufficient to characterize him; there was an uncribbed, uncabined aspect in his eyes and attire, implying that he had hardly as yet found the entrane to his professional groove.

The lad stood before Durbeyfield, and contemplated his length from crown to toe.

She went stealthily as a cat through this profusion of growth, gathering cuckoo-spittle on her skirts, cracking snails that were underfoot, staining her hands with thistle-milk and slug-slime, and rubbing off upon her naked arms sticky blights which, though snow-white on the apple-tree trunks, made madder stains on her skin; thus she drew quite near to Clare, still unobserved of him.

If he could only prevent himself growing up! He did not want to be a man.

Her face too was fresh in colour, but it was of a totally different quality - soft and evanescent, like the light under a heap of rose-petals.

The luminary was a golden-haired, beaming, mild-eyed, God-like creature, gazing down in the vigour and intentness of youth upon an earth that was brimming with interest for him.

It was unexpected youth, surging up anew after its temporary check, and bringing with it hope, and the invincible instinct towards self-delight.

He was young, and his face, if not exactly handsome, approached so near to handsome that nobody would have contradicted an assertion that it really was so in its natural colour.

Children begin with detail, and learn up to the general; they begin with the contiguous, and gradually comprehend the universal. The boy seemed to have begun with the generals of life, and never to have concerned himself with the particulars. To him the houses, the willows, the obscure fields beyond, were apparently regarded not as brick residences, pollards, meadows; but as human dwellings in the abstract, vegetation, and the wide dark world.

A young woman's face will turn the north wind, Master Richard: my heart if 'twon't

Und da sie genötigt war, sich selbst zu den Glücklichen zu zählen, hörte sie nicht auf, über den Fortbestand des Unvorhergesehenen zu staunen, wo diejenige, der solche ungebrochene Heiterkeit im Erwachsenenstadium zuteil wurde, sie selbst war, deren Jugend sie gelehrt zu haben schien, daß Glück nur eine zufällige Episode in dem allgemeinen Drama menschlicher Pein war.

People already feel that a man who lives without disturbing a curve of feature, or setting a mark of mental concern anywhere upon himself, is too far removed from modern perceptiveness to be a modern type. Physically beautiful men - the glory of the race when it was young - are almost an anachronism now; and we may wonder whether, at some time or other, physically beautiful women may not be anachronism likewise.

Children begin with detail, and learn up to the general; they begin with the contiguous, and gradually comprehend the universal. The boy seemed to have begun with the generals of life, and never to have concerned himself with the particulars.

Po tuo išoriniu kevalu - ? j? pašalinis žmogus tik prab?gomis žvilgtert? kaip ? nereikšming?, tiesiog negyv? daikt? - sl?p?si pilna gyvyb?s siela, kuri, dar jauna b?dama, skaudžiai patyr?, kokia menka yra materialini? g?rybi? vert?, kokie žiaur?s žmogaus geiduliai ir kokia nepastovi meil?.

Estava no período mais brilhante do crescimento masculino, com seus intelectos e emoções claramente separadas. O tempo no qual a influência da juventude indiscriminadamente se misturava à impulsividade havia passado, e ainda não havia chegado à fase em que elas se uniam novamente, pela ingerência de uma esposa ou da família. Resumindo, estava com vinte e oito anos e solteiro.

As you got older, and felt yourself to be at the centre of your time, and not at a point on the circumference, as you had felt when you were little, you were seized with a sort of shuddering, he perceived. All around you there seemed to be something glaring, garish, rattling, and the noises and glares hit upon the little cell called your life, and shook it, and warped it. If he could only prevent himself growing up! He did not want to be a man!

Tess Durberyfield at this time of her life was a mere vessel of emotion untinctured by experience

All the while she wondered if any strange good thing might come of her being in her ancestral land; and some spirit within her rose automatically as the sap in the twigs. It was unexpended youth, surging up anew after its temporary check, and bringing with it hope, and the invincible instinct towards self-delight

Her original vigorous pride of youth had sickened, and with it had declined all her anxieties about coming years, since anxiety recognizes a better and a worse alternative, and Bathsheba had made up her mind that alternatives on any noteworthy scale had ceased for her.

Tess Durbeyfield, in quell'epoca della sua vita, era solo un recipiente di emozioni non ancora colorite dall'esperienza