Quotes About Youth

What! grieve that time has brought so soon The sober age of manhood on! As idly might I weep, at noon, To see the blush of morning gone.

The sleek, expensive girls I teach,Younger and pinker every year,Bloom gradually out of reach.

I have heard that well-born girls sometimes fall in love with low-born youths and are covered in scandal which neither threats nor punishment can control, so their fathers are obliged to drive them out of the house. The streets are full of innumerable such once-well-bred girls sitting on the pavements.

I don't know," said the papa. "We shall just have to keep on and see. Perhaps when they meet the Prince and Princess we shall find out. I don't suppose a boy would fall in love with a boy." "No," said the niece; "but he might want to go off with him and have fun, or something." "That's true," said the papa. "We've got to all watch out.

A recent study shows that one hundred per cent of youngsters on hard drugs had at some time in their lives listened to so-called pop music

Poetry reveals to us the loveliness of nature, brings back the freshness of youthful feelings, reviews the relish of simple pleasures, keeps unquenched the enthusiasm which warmed the springtime of our being, refines youthful love, strengthens our interest in human mature, by vivid delineations of its tenderest and softest feelings, and through the brightness of its prophetic visions, helps faith to lay hold on the future life.

There are times in the lives of most of us when we would have given all the world to be as we were but yesterday, though that yesterday had passed over us unappreciated and unenjoyed.

One thing the young were sure of; they would never again place their fate in the hands of an older generation.

By thirteen, I'd mostly stopped believing in God, but that was a new development and it left a hole in my world, a feeling that I'd been abandoned. The ocean was like an uncaring god, endlessly dangerous, power beyond measure.

That was Youth with its reckless exuberance when all things were possible pursued by Age where we are now, looking back at what we destroyed, what we tore away from that self who could do more, and its work that's become my enemy because that's what I can tell you about, that Youth who could do anything.

When I was your age these warm nights you couldn't of held me down with a log chain. I'd do anything. I'd wake up in Alaska hung over with my beard froze to the ground. I'd hang around and pick me up one of them young girls that wanders around. Take her down by the tie yard and throw a tool to her.

You always was a skinny child but turn sideways you just ain't there atall.

When I was your age, television was called books.

Those hundreds of feet were light. In washing them off, I pretended the hose was a pump. What have I missed? Childhood is a lie of poetry.

young worshipers of flesh who live on her right and who never appear except to hang out towels or to speed in and out of the late afternoon in their car. Their hands are for each other. They allow the weeds all liberty.

Nineteen-year-old Ray Bradbury was rambunctious and so energetic that it made Leslyn tired to be in the same room with him; it was too much like having to manage a large and unruly puppy

No young man ever thinks he shall die.

My feathered friends were so much to me that I am constantly tempted to make this sketch of my first years a book about birds and little else.

The British boy suffers the greatest restraint during the period when the call of nature, the instincts of play and adventure, are most urgent. Naturally, he looks eagerly forward to the time of escape, which he fondly imagines will be when his boyhood is over and he is free of masters.

It's usually some badass makes a young girl's heart beat faster.

Aging is an inevitable process. I surely wouldn't want to grow younger. The older you become, the more you know your bank account of knowledge is much richer.

Yet that, after such age, if a youth desired greatly to make the adventure, he should receive three lectures upon the dangers of which we had knowledge, and a strict account of the mutilatings and horrid deeds done to those who had so adventured.

Old men are perhaps the most polished diplomats but youth changes the world.

The ideas gained by men before they are twenty-five are practically the only ideas they shall have in their lives.