Quotes About Youth

Children's talent to endure stems from their ignorance of alternatives.

Some of your teachers are actually closer in age to you than you think.

I shopped at J. Crew in high school, I studied computer science. I was a nerd-nerd, now I'm a music-nerd.

Ukopavanje je pravi pocetak starenja, jer je covek mlad sve dok se ne boji da zapocinje.

?etrdeset mi je godina, ružno doba: ?ovjek je još mlad da bi imao želja a ve? star da ih ostvaruje.

No one values their life less than a young man, and then later, the older he gets and the less reason he has for living, the more he clings to life.

?ak ni navika, ubica svih pravih zadovoljstava, nije mogla da ih opustoši, jer je nemaština bez poniženja o?uvala u njima mladala?ku draž uživanja u lijepim stvarima bez koristi.

Young people think love is mathematics. They think if you add it up and add it up and keep adding, you can save it until you're ready to cash it in. But it doesn't work that way. You might be making the deposits, but your whole life cashes the checks. Work, children, bills—it all takes its cut. Then you go back to love, thinking it'll be there, and sometimes it's not.

High school sucks. People who say those were the best years of your life—those people are liars... Who wants the best years of their life to be in high school? High school is something everybody should be ready to lose.

Looking at the shell of a young life, she always felt a stab in the heart. And in this job, grief didn't lurk—it swarmed. She now tried to dodge the creeping pain and analyze the scene with fresh eyes.

The real truth is that the war didn't have much to do with it except that it provided a perfect limbo in which two people who were too young and too related could start kissing without anything or anyone making us stop.

Such a courageous boy I was. To act brazenly under scrutiny and risk further injury to my wounded heart. Ah, the resilience, the blind, dumb persistence of youth.

Bob's talent, such as it is, consists entirely of the few unconscious charms of youth: its energy, audacity and complete inability to recognize its own shortcomings.

The boy squirmed, long skinny legs wrapped round each other, rib-cage twisted ninety degrees from his hips in what appeared to be an impossible configuration of limbs. His elbows jutted out abruptly from his sides like some sort of drafting error and (independently aware of their awkwardness) his arms wound themselves round his torso like vines.

When people express nostalgia for youth, I always suspect they have inadequate recall.

At the podium Faith said, "Whenever I give a talk at colleges I meet young women who say, 'I'm not a feminist, but...' By which they mean, 'I don't call myself a feminist, but I want equal pay, and I want to have equal relationships with men, and of course I want to have an equal right to sexual pleasure. I want to have a fair and good life. I don't want to be held back because I'm a woman.

Your twenties were a time when you still felt young, but the groundwork was being laid in a serious way, crisscrossing beneath the surface. It was being laid even while you slept. What you did, where you lived, who you loved, all of it was like pieces of track being put down in the middle of the night by stealth workers.

because when you're young, you don't really believe you'll ever be anything other than young.

I know we live in a very sexist world, and a lot of boys do nothing except get in trouble, until one day they grow up and dominate every aspect of society," Ash said. "But girls, at least while they're still girls and perform well, seem to do everything better for a while.

Yeah, you were lucky you got to come here when you did. But what was most exciting about it when you were here was the fact that you were young. That was the best part.

What are you asking me exactly?' Gudrun said. 'Why do I think the problems between the men and women of the world are the way they are today? You want to know whether the problems that you teenagers feel- will they follow you the rest of your lives? Will your hearts always be aching? Is that what you are asking me?' Goodman shifted in discomfort. 'Something like that,' he said. 'Yes,' said the counselor in a suddenly plangent voice. 'Always they will be acing.

Everyone tended to believe everything was their fault; maybe it was just hard to imagine, when you were still fairly young, that there were some things in the world that were just not about you .

The men she met all seemed to say they were "several years out of Wesleyan." Their beds were never made, or else made poorly, when she climbed into them. No one yet had the time or inclination to take care of themselves, and it was unclear when that would ever begin.

This was an era in which sofa beds were frequently opened and unfolded; at this age people were still floating, not entirely landed, still needing places to stay the night sometimes. They were doing what they could, crashing in other places, living extemporaneously. Soon enough, the pace would pick up, the solid matter of life would kick in. Soon enough, sofa beds would stay folded.