Quotes About Youth

School came to bore me. It took up far too much time which I would rather have spent drawing battles and playing with fire.

This distinctly suggests a renunciation, an envy of one's own youth, of that time of "effortlessness" which one would so gladly cling on to. But the final stanza portends disaster: a gazing towards the other land, the distant coast of sunrise or sunset. Love no longer holds the poet fast, the bonds with the world are broken, and loudly he calls for help to the mother:

Although man can forget in the long- (perhaps too long) guarded feelings of youth, in the dreamy state of stubbornly held remembrances, that the wheel rolls onward, nevertheless mercilessly does the gray hair, the relaxation of the skin and the wrinkles in the face tell us, that whether or not we expose the body to the destroying powers of the whole struggle of life, the poison of the stealthily creeping serpent of time consumes our bodies, which, alas! we so dearly love.

The natural course of life demands that the young person should sacrifice his childhood and his childish dependence on the physical parents, lest he remain caught body and soul in the bonds of unconscious incest. This regressive tendency has been consistently opposed from the most primitive times by the great psychotherapeutic systems which we know as the religions

All this passes off smoothly and without difficulty provided that his consciousness contains certain ideas of a symbolic nature—"for those who have the symbol the passage is easy," say the alchemists. If, on the other hand, there is already a tendency to dissociation, perhaps dating back to youth, then every advance of the unconscious only increases the gap between it and consciousness.

I am an orphan, alone; nevertheless I am found everywhere. I am one, but opposed to myself. I am youth and old man at one and the same time. I have known neither father nor mother, because I have had to be fetched out of the deep like a fish, or fell like a white stone from heaven. In woods and mountains I roam, but I am hidden in the innermost soul of man. I am mortal for everyone, yet I am not touched by the cycle of aeons.

Do you think that the day you stop listening to new music is the day you decide you're on the path to old age? Like you've given up on new stuff and you resign yourself to music you've already heard? Like you're through discovering and all you want to do is rummage through your old things?

The problem with people your age," he said, "is you never understood the difference between thinking and feeling, and to you feeling is more important, which is bullshit.

he had preferred it to heaven because at that age Joe didn't think there could be trout streams in the clouds.

and I had passed forty the previous year, I could no longer expect to look young.

For me they weren't just names. I look over the desks and think, this boy sat here, that one there. I pray to the Good Lord another war never comes.

Even the leftover carats of tar in the gutter, so black they seemed to suck the light out of the air. By nightfall kids had come across them: every sidewalk on the block was scribbled with obscenities and hearts.

He came to read; two or three books are lying open: history and poetry. But after just ten minutes of reading he lets them drop. There on the sofa he falls asleep. He truly is devoted to reading- but he is twenty-three years old, and very handsome. And just this afternoon, Eros surged within his perfect limbs and on his lips. Into his beautiful flesh came the heat of passion, and there was no foolish embarrassment about the form that pleasure took..

Willie took a running start and skidded sideways in wild abandon all the way across. Marla came onto the ice timidly, with small sliding steps. Booboo stood at the edge and barked. "Aren't you scared you'll fall, Willie?" Marla asked. "No," he said. "If I crack my head open, so what? There's nothing inside it.

You're a Boy Scout?" "Well, I was until I got kicked out." "What did you get kicked out for?" "I kept getting lost." "Huh?" "You know, on hikes. We went on all these hikes, and I kept going in the wrong direction or getting left behind or--" He shrugged. "You said I was a goofup, Marla. So you know." She nodded. "Well, try not to get us lost on the way to the library.

You're a Boy Scout?" "Well, I was until I got kicked out." "What did you get kicked out for?" "I kept getting lost.

asked if he wants to repeat 6th grade Garry says "That's okay. I've got to go to school 'til I'm 16 anyway. What's the difference what grade I'm in when I get done?

Youth is no protection; in the end, life scars us all.

Do not make the mistake of thinking you're unique, When we are young, we believe we can wrap life around our little finger, but life has a way of teaching us who is stronger. In The end, you are but a woman.

I suppose it is the bane of mortality to suffer time as it narrows and confines, to know that never again will anything seem as wide, as open, as attainable as it did in our youth.

Cuidado com as ilusões, mocinha, profundas e enganosas feito o mar que é teu elemento.

Ria sozinha quase o tempo todo, uma moça magra querendo controlar a própria loucura, discretamente infeliz.

At every turn, girls - even the most carefully raised and deeply loved - are surrounded by a popular culture that exhorts them to think of themselves as sexually disposable creatures.

the months leading up to the start of his visionary company, Steve Jobs was something of a conflicted young man, seeking spiritual enlightenment and dabbling in electronics only when it promised to earn him quick cash.