Quotes About Youth

With these high winds I've so hurried that here I am at last in pity's doorway. —Or maybe he was a poor wretch of a human being avid to the point of folly for liberty he wanted the dream to come true: descend from neither father nor mother nor historical memory, be the author of an authorless young man even just for a day, perhaps dream a short week away, let's say some some kind of unlimited eternity—the time of an elevator trip from false to true, ...

When I see an adult on a bicycle, I do not despair for the future of the human race.

Life begins perpetually. Gathered together at last under the leadership of man… unified, disciplined, armed with the secret powers of the atom and with knowledge as yet beyond dreaming, Life, forever dying to be born afresh, forever young and eager, will presently stand upon this earth as upon a footstool, and stretch out its realm amidst the stars.

Tape record your parents' laughter

The world was already growing old, and everywhere men were fondly dwelling on her faraway youth.

Maybe ye don't know it, Mr. Herriot, but this is the best time of your life.' 'Do you think so?' 'Aye, there's no doubt about it. When your children are young and growin' up around ye—that's when it's best. It's the same for everybody, only a lot o' folk don't know it and a lot find out when it's too late. It doesn't last long, you know.

Smart bombs do not compensate for dumb kids.

And sometimes, when the bell rang for call-over, he would go to the window and look across the road and over the School fence and see, in the distance, the thin line of boys filing past the bench. New times, new names . . . but the old ones still remained . . . Jefferson, Jennings, Jolyon, Jupp, Kingsley Primus, Kingsley Secundus, Kingsley Tertius, Kingston . . . where are you all, where have you all gone to?

that he was both more and less experienced than the youngest new boy at the School might well be; and that, that paradox of age and youth, was what the world called progress.

Actually he was forty-three, and owing to a weak heart that made him ineligible for the Army, he had come to Brookfield as a war-time deputy. How a schoolmaster must envy a boy who is obviously going to grow up into a man of much superior personality to his own, and how easily that envy can turn to loathing if the boy senses it and is cruel!

Their lack of interest is part of their lack of worry over the future, which is a natural thing—and in 1917 a good thing, too. For then at Brookfield there were boys who were to die within a year; and they were quite happy, playing rugger and conjugating verbs and reading the War news, only half aware that the last concerned them any more than the second, or as much as the first.

never did he adore anyone quite so purely as he adored the Candidate, or hate so fiercely as he hated the Other Candidate. And never afterwards did he tell such a downright thumping lie, nor was there a time ever again when right and wrong seemed to him so simply on this side and on that. A little boy then, and a man now if he had lived; he was killed on July 1st, 1916. When Chips read out his name in Brookfield Chapel that week, his voice broke and he could not go on.

Eyes so young. Yet hidden, is a child at play with untold wonders. Showing you life is worth living.

I'm not naughty. Its just nice to remember how from time to time.

Nobody ever tells you when you are young, that once you are broken in certain ways, you may never be fixed

Don't try to make me grow up before my time…" "When you stop growing you start dying.

When I look back, "It is easy, when I was young, to believe that what I desired was no less than what I deserved, and to assume that if you want something badly enough, it was your given right to have it.

For a moment... We were merely two young people in love and nothing else...

When I look back, "It was easy when I was young, to believe that what I desired was no less than what I deserved, and to assume that if you want something badly enough, it was your given right to have it.

you can't find love it will find you. You are young still and you can never give up on love no matter how old you get because love never grows old

Sometimes all we need is a little pixie dust. So we can live before we get too old.

We are careless when we are young and by the time we get old, it is too late to be careful!!

Have the responsibility to let young people know that you can make a mistake and come back from it.

Sometimes I'll make a stupid decision because I thought I was invincible.