Quotes About Youth

If we fail to provide boys with pro-social models of the transition to adulthood, they may construct their own. In some cases, gang initiation rituals, street racing, and random violence may be the result.

Today, for most kids in the United States and Canada, kids' primary attachment is to other kids. "For the first time in history," Neufeld observes, "young people are turning for instruction, modeling, and guidance not to mothers, fathers, teachers, and other responsible adults but to people whom nature never intended to place in a parenting role—their own peers. .

When Aaron came home from the tryout, why didn't he take up the coach's challenge to return, to try harder? When Julia discovered that she wasn't as smart as she thought, why did she collapse? The answer in both cases is that these kids are fragile. It doesn't take much for them to give up and retreat, as Aaron did, or to fall apart, as Julia did. Fragility has become a characteristic of American children and teenagers to an extent unknown 25 years ago. That

More kids are finding real sports too demanding.

I would guess that there are limits to what we can understand. But old people always think there are limits to what we can understand. It's the young people who push past those limits.

I got attention by being funny at school, pretending to be retarded, and jumping around with a deformed hand.

tra il gruppo dei «ragazzi di via Panisperna» e lui, c'era una differenza profonda: che Fermi e «i ragazzi» cercavano, mentre lui semplicemente trovava. Per quelli la scienza era un fatto di volontà, per lui di natura.

When I was fifteen, I met a young man with a mantra. His mother taught it to him: 'There is only one way to handle women. Fool them, fuck them and forget them.

If young people tell me I'm young at heart, I take offence -- I'm OLD at heart. Si la gente joven me dice que soy joven de corazón, me ofendo: soy VIEJA de corazón.

When a well-educated young man first enters society he is liable to commit many errors which the world term childish, simply because he has not yet learned how childish grown men really are

Should I belong to one man whom I do not love, only because I loved him once? No, I cannot renounce Ã¢â'¬â€œ I love him who pleases me and if he loves me, I make him happy. Is that so awful? It is at least much better than if I were to cruelly revel in the torments that my charms inspire and prudishly turn away from the one who is in love with me. I am young, beautiful and so I live happily for pleasure and desire.

Age is a function of mind over matter if you don't mind, it doesn't matter.

This is the only time in our lives we fall madly in love before we know what the person is like. ~Ellen Goodman

It only increased Margaret's dislike of her name when young Elizabeth, whom the family called Lilibet, insisted on referring to her baby sister as "Bud". "She's not a real rose yet, is she? She's only a bud." Elizabeth, who was four years Margaret's senior, pertly told Lady Cynthia Asquith.

That, he said, was the way he stayed young—by refusing to take anything quite as seriously as he should have done.

You were showing him your muscle?" I froze, wondering how much she had seen. She smiled. "Sometimes it's better to let boys think they're stronger," she told me.

We're too young to close the door to anything in our lives.

Leon laughed again. "That's why it's so hard to hurry kids. They're not thinking about what happened yesterday or what has to happen later today. They just want to enjoy now.

Really?" No one had told me that before. I'd suspected I'd always been a little cynical. "What happened to me?" I pondered. Edna laughed. "Oh, you'll be happy again. You've had a rough couple of years is all. You're just coming into your own. It takes a while. I remember being your age.

Are you old enough to be young again?

Past all the silliness of youth -- with its insecurities, cheap thrills, and ill-fitting identities -- lies the snug comfort of age.

All one's life as a young woman one is on show, a focus of attention, people notice you. You set yourself up to be noticed and admired. And then, not expecting it, you become middle-aged and anonymous. No one notices you. You achieve a wonderful freedom. It's a positive thing. You can move about unnoticed and invisible.

The youth do not see the old. They are not programmed to see the old, who are cancelled, negated, wiped out.

The old watch the young with anguish, pain, fear. Above all what each has learned is what things cost, what has to be paid.