Quotes About Youth

His golden locks time hath to silver turned;O time too swift, O swiftness never ceasing!His youth 'gainst time and age hath ever spurned,But spurned in vain; youth waneth by increasing.

The idea occurred to him when he was twenty. At first it was only a vague idea, a question looming — what should I do? — with an answer taking shape: nothing.

Woodman, spare that tree!Touch not a single bough!In youth it sheltered me,And I'll protect it now.

I'm named Bella," the girl told Gendry. "For the battle. I bet I could ring your bell, too. You want to?" "No," he said gruffly. "I bet you do." She ran a hand along his arm. "I don't cost nothing to friends of Thoros and the lighting lord." " No , I said." Gendry rose abruptly and stalked away from the table out into the night. Bella turn to Arya. "Don't he like girls?" Arya shrugged. "He's just stupid. He likes to polish helmets and beat on swords with hammers.

At sixteen, he was cursed with all the certainty of youth, unleavened by any trace of humor or self-doubt, and wed to the arrogance that came so naturally to those born blond and strong and handsome.

Summer will end soon enough, and childhood as well.

Every man should lose a battle in his youth, so he does not lose a war when he is old.

We're children. We're supposed to be childish.

So young," said Wyman Manderly, "Though mayhaps this was a blessing. Had he lived he would've grown up to be a Frey.

I loved a maid fair as summer, with sunlight in her hair.

Wisdom oft comes from the mouth of babes.

This is not Winterfell', he told him as he cut his meat with fork and dagger. 'On the Wall, a man gets only what he earns. You're no ranger, Jon, only a green boy with the smell of summer still on you.

Queen you shall be, until there comes another, younger and more beautiful, to cast you down and take all that you hold dear.

One voyage to the East and a man could live as rich as a lord until the end of his days. When he'd been younger, Davos had dreamed of making such voyages himself. But the years went dancing by like moths around a flame, and somehow the time had never been quite right.

Mother said," mocked the king. "Don't be childish." "We're children," Myrcella declared haughtily. "We're supposed to be childish." The Hound laughed. "She has you there.

Look at me!" he would shout as he ran laughing through the halls of Storm's End. "Look at me, I'm a dragon," or "Look at me, I'm a wizard," or "Look at me, look at me, I'm the rain god." The bold little boy with wild black hair and laughing eyes was a man grown now, one-and-twenty, and still he played his games. Look at me, I'm a king, Cressen thought sadly.

I thank you for calling them off, young ser. I promise you, they would have found me indigestible.

A little brother may live to be a hundred, but he will always be a little brother.

he'd told her that young girls were always happiest with older men. Innocence and experience make for a perfect marriage.

Boys believe nothing can harm them, his doubt whispered. Grown men know better.

You know the best thing about heroes, Jaime? They all die young and leave more women for the rest of us.

They are boys drunk on song and story, and like all boys, they think themselves immortal.

Perhaps he did not think himself worthy of the King's Tower, or perhaps he did not care. That was his mistake, the false humility of youth that is itself a sort of pride. It was never wise for a ruler to eschew the trappings of power, for power itself flows in no small measure from such trappings.

In his youth, Jon Connington had shared the disdain most knights had for bowmen, but he had grown wiser in exile.