Quotes About Youth

They were in good spirits, scrubbed and combed, clean shirts all. Each foreseeing a night of drink, perhaps of love. How many youths have come home cold and dead from just such nights and just such plans.

They sell that shit to schoolkids. It's worse than that. How's that? Schoolkids buy it.

She asked the girl what she wanted to be when she grew up and she said dead.

He lay watching the kid. He was from a prominent Kentucky family and had attended Transylvania College and like many another young man of his class he'd gone west because of a woman.

Satan hath power to assume a pleasing form. Them big blue eyes. Knew more ways to turn a man's head than the devil's grandmother. I dont know where they learn it at. Hell, she wasnt but seventeen.

The sheriff shook his head. Dope, he said. Dope. They sell that shit to school kids. It's worse than that. How's that? School kids buy it.

The boy's candlecolored skin was all but translucent.

You're not the one who has to worry about everything. The boy said something but he couldnt understand him. What? he said. He looked up, his wet and grimy face. Yes I am, he said. I am the one.

If I think about what I wanted as a kid and what I want now they aint the same thing. I guess what I wanted wasnt what I wanted. . . .Hell, I dont know what I want. Never did. . . . When you're a kid you have these notions about how things are goin to be. You get a little older and you pull back some on that. I tink you wind up just tryin to minimize the pain.

When you're a kid you have these notions about how things are going to be.... You get a little older and you pull back on some of that. I think you wind up just tryin to minimize the pain.

Nineteen is old enough to know that if you have got somethin that means the world to you it's all that more likely it'll get took away. Sixteen was, for that matter.

All patched up out of parts and lowslung and bumping over the ruts. Filled with old lanky country boys with long cocks and big feet.

You're free white and twenty-one so I reckon you can do whatever you want.

Åžerif ba??n? iki yana sallad?. UyuÅŸturucu, dedi. UyuÅŸturucu. Bu boku okul çocuklar?na sat?yorlar. O kadarla kalsa gene iyi. Nas?l yani? Okul çocuklar? bu boku sat?n al?yor.

E o femeie tinara in o multime de privinte. Daca n-as fi avut-o, nu stiu ce m-as fi facut. De fapt, ba da, stiu. Si nici n-ar fi fost nevoie de o cutie pentru asta.

Your brother is young enough to believe that the past still exists, he said. That the injustices within it await his remedy. Perhaps you believe this also?

Young people anymore they seem to have a hard time growin up. I dont know why. Maybe it's just that you dont grow up any faster than what you have to.

I thought if I lived my life in the strictest way I knew how then I would not ever again have a thing that would eat on me thataway. I said that I was twenty-one years old and I was entitled to one mistake, particularly if I could learn from it and become the sort of man I had it in my mind to be.

Der Schatten des Jungen strich über ihn. Mit einem Bündel Holz in den Armen. Er sah ihm zu, wie er die Flammen anfachte. Gottes Feuerdrache. Funken stoben auf und erstarben im sternenlosen Dunkel. Nicht alle letzten Worte sind wahr, und diese Wohltat ist, obwohl ihres Bodens beraubt, nicht weniger real.

The boy stood up and got his broom and put it over his shoulder. He looked at his father. What are our long term goals? he said. What? Our long term goals. Where did you hear that? I dont know. No, where did you? You said it. When? A long time ago. What was the answer? I dont know. Well. I dont either. Come on. It's getting dark.

The more naive your life the more frightening your dreams. Your unconscious will keep trying to wake you.

Boyd aint goin nowhere. If I am he is. Boyd's a juvenile. They aint goin to turn him over to you. Hell. You're a juvenile yourself. I aint askin.

Ac?tt?, deÄŸil mi? dedi oÄŸlan. Evet. Ac?tt?. Sahiden cesur musun? Orta karar. Yapt???n en cesurca ÅŸey ne? Yola kanl? bir balgam tükürdü. Bu sabah uyanmak, dedi. Sahiden mi? Hay?r. Bana ald?rma. Gel hadi, gidelim.

Glanton could see crouched in a corner a Mexican or halfbreed boy maybe twelve years old. He was naked save for a pair of old calzones and makeshift sandals of uncured hide. He glared back at Glanton with a sort of terrified insolence.