Quotes About Youth

O thank you, Uncle Omar. Thank you for instilling a helpless youth with such grave suspicions of women and all their works, that here and now, in my maturity, in my thirty-second year, I cannot confront a lovely and half-naked lady without getting cramps in my toes and saying gahr.

Afterwards they walked east along Fourteenth. "Dutch cant we go to your room?" "I ain't got no room. The old stiff wont let me stay and she's got all my stuff. Honest if I dont get a job this week I'm goin to a recruiting sergeant an re-enlist.

The young man walks fast by himself through the crowd that thins into the night streets;

Think of what it was they were applauding," he said at last. "My message today was a message of death for our young men. How strange it seems to applaud that.

El problema de la propia identidad no es exclusivo de los jóvenes. Es permanente. Es tal vez el problema por excelencia. Puede perseguirnos en la vejez y, cuando ya no lo hace, es que nos está indicando que estamos muertos.

She might be the daughter of a king or a common servant girl, but we know she is a princess at heart. She is young with a youth that seems eternal. Her flowing hair, her deep eyes, her luscious lips, her sculpted figure - she makes the rose blush for shame; the sun is pale compared to her light. Her heart is golden, her love as true as an arrow.

The problem of self-identity is not just a problem for the young. It is a problem all the time. Perhaps the problem. It should haunt old age, and when it no longer does it should tell you that you are dead.

Somehow, somewhere between our youth and yesterday, efficiency has taken the place of adventure.

When it comes to girls, the greatest gift you can give to the young man is to watch you love your wife.

Let the word go forth from this time and place, to friend and foe alike, that the torch has been passed to a new generation of Americans.

A child miseducated is a child lost.

Alas, poor gentleman, He look'd not like the ruins of his youth But like the ruins of those ruins.

There comes a time in each life like a point of fulcrum. At that time you must accept yourself. It is not any more what you will become. It is what you are and always will be. You are too young to know this. You are still becoming. Not being.

We lay on the ground and kissed. Perhaps you smile. That we only lay on the ground and kissed. You young people can lend your bodies now, play with them, give them as we could not. But remember that you have paid a price: that of a world rich in mystery and delicate emotion. It is not only species of animal that die out. But whole species of feeling. And if you are wise you will never pity the past for what it did not know. But pity yourself for what it did.

if you knew the mess my life was in … the waste of it … the uselessness of it. I have no moral purpose, no real sense of duty to anything. It seems only a few months ago that I was twenty-one – full of hopes … all disappointed.

she was really very pretty, one of the prettiest girls she knew. And as if to prove it she raised her arms and unloosed her hair, a thing she knew to be vaguely sinful, yet necessary, like a hot bath or a warm bed on a winter's night. She imagined herself for a truly sinful moment as someone wicked — a dancer, an actress.

Ne considera, pe mine si pe fete, imaturi si naivi, dar noi ne puteam dovedi de zece ori mai perfizi decat el, tocmai pentru ca eram englezi - nascuti pentru a purta masca si educati de mici sa mintim.

A fost odat? un tân?r prinÈ› care credea în toate lucrurile, în afar? de trei. Nu credea în prinÈ›ese, nu credea în insule, nu credea în Dumnezeu. Împ?ratul, tat?l s?u, îi spusese c? aceste lucruri nu exist?. ?i cum nu erau nici prinÈ›ese, nici insule È™i nici vreun semn al existenÈ›ei lui Dumnezeu în împ?r??ia tat?lui s?u, tân?rul prinÈ› îi d?du crezare.

Cei ce ne educ? îngr?m?desc în noi atâtea idei vechi, opinii învechite, vechi modalit??i de acÈ›iune. Ca È™i cum ai acoperi plantele cu straturi peste straturi de p?mânt vechi. Nici nu e de mirare c? bietele ml?diÈ›e care r?sar sunt rareori verzi È™i proaspete.

Aveam dou?zeci È™i cinci de ani, vârsta ta, Nicholas, asta-È›i poate spune mai mult decât orice cât eram de incapabil s?-l judec. Cred c? este vârsta cea mai dificil? È™i enervant?. Înseamn? a fi È™i a observa totodat?. EÈ™ti inteligent È™i considerat om în toat? firea. Unii te reduc la starea de adolescen??, pentru c? numai experienÈ›a poate s? înÈ›eleag? È™i s? asimileze.

He said, in some ways you're older than I am. You've never been deeply in love. Perhaps you never will be. He said, love goes on happening to you. To men. You become twenty again, you suffer as twenty suffers. All the dotty irrationalities of twenty. I may seem very reasonable at the moment, but I don't feel it. When you telephoned I nearly peed in my pants with excitement. I'm an old man in love. Stock comedy figure. Very stale. Not even funny.

It was no good my knowing that old men have conned young ones like that ever since time began. I still fell for it, as one still falls for the oldest literary devices in the right hands and contexts.

Qual è la vostra ricetta per conservare la giovinezza, Irene?» «Quando non si vive ci si conserva meravigliosamente».

Pentru tanarul Lennan urma apoi o perioada stranie, in care nu-si dadea seama de la un minut la altul daca era sau nu fericit, cautand sa fie mereu cu Anna, agitandu-se daca nu reusea, necajindu-se daca ea vorbea sau zambea altuia;cand se afla insa alaturi de ea tot nelinistit si nemultumit era, suferind din pricina timiditatii sale