Quotes About Youth

Well you, young man, need to learn about what is much more important than cool. And that is: what is beautiful.

The younger you are, the more likely you will give your attention to many things. That's good because if you're young you're still getting to know yourself, your strengths and weaknesses. If you focus your thinking on only one thing and your aspirations change, then you've wasted your best mental energy. As you get older and more experienced, the need to focus becomes more critical. The farther and higher you go, the more focused you can be—and need to be.

Children now log about twenty-two thousand hours watching television by age nineteen, more than twice the time spent in school.3

General Douglas MacArthur said, "Youth is not entirely a time of life; it is a state of mind. Nobody grows old by merely living a number of years. People grow old by deserting their ideals.… You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope, as old as your despair.

The pride of young men requires that they seem wise, despite their inexperience, and the only way to appear all-knowing without going to the tedium of acquiring knowledge, is to hold all knowledge in weary-seeming contempt.

The secret of keeping young is to read children's books. You read the books they write for little children and you'll keep young. You read novels, philosophy, stuff like that and it makes you feel old.

She came right up to me and put her snow-white hand on my arm. You poor boy, she murmured, you poor boy. I'm not a boy, and I'm not poor, and I wished the hell she would get away. She has a clever face, but I felt in it, that night, the force of a great sadness and great malice. I see a rope around your neck, she said sadly.

And walking back from the river I remember the galling loneliness of my adolescence, from which I do not seem to have completely escaped. It is the sense of the voyeur, the lonely, lonely boy with no role in life but to peer in at the lighted windows of other people's contentment and vitality. It seems comical -- farcical -- that, having been treated so generously, I should be struck with this image of a kid in the rain walking along the road shoulders of East Milton.

Seated at the table, high in her firmament of gin, she looked critically at her brother and his wife, remembering some real or imagined injustice of her youth, for with any proximity the constellations of some families generate among themselves an asperity that nothing can sweeten.

Rachel's way was not so easy. When she lost her fat she became very pretty and quite fast. She smoked and drank and probably fornicated and the abyss that opens up before a pretty and an intemperate young woman is unfathomable.

Her hair was dyed, and her bloom was fading, and she must have been crowding forty, but she seemed to be one of those women who cling to the manners and graces of a pretty child of eight.

I hope the next time the young go out for an intellectual rebellion, they will think to try the library. It's still the most subversive building in town, and it's still human headquarters.

Today's generation boys and girls get into love because of misunderstanding ..and split when they understand each other..

He's just a boy who doesn't understand what's in front of him. She's just a girl who doesn't know how to let go.

First love is reckless. Without calculating, it throws everything in with pure passion, and inevitably fails. But thats why its dramatic the reckless tales wrapped up in experiences or feelings that you can never have again.

I'm a teenager. I text at the speed of light, listen to my music too loud, roll my eyes, fall in love easily & get my heart broken.

I used to be called a good girl. That never happens anymore. Its just a little hard to be a good girl when dating a bad boy.

BOYS are like alcohol, you throw them up when you've had too much. GIRLS are like coffee, you throw them away when they are not HOT ANYMORE...

I don't want to repeat my innocence, I want the pleasure of losing it again

I've gone through phases of just forgiving your parents for not being as young as they used to be or not being able to do the things they could do before, and I think this film is about forgiveness. It has a real fondness and a real bitterness as well towards family members.

When I say, I miss school, I mean my friends & the fun we had, not the lessons & teachers.

Grownups are so tiresome. They fake their smiles all day long and they try to force us to do the same. It's no fun at all.

Sometimes I wish I was a child again, broken knees are easier to fix than a broken heart.

Congratulations on not being remotely young enough to be picked for the Hunger Games.