Quotes About Youth

Ya no me sentía completa. Pero entonces me di cuenta con gran pesar de que en el fondo nunca me había sentido completa. Y esa atroz reflexión me detuvo en seco. Era joven, tanto que de alguna manera era culpa mía que estuviese incompleta, pensé. No sabía que todo el mundo se siente así, que la parte esencial del desarrollo de las personas consiste en detectar cuáles son nuestros espacios vacíos y aprender a llenarlos uno mismo.

we had once called out hello into the cauldron of the world and then run away before anyone could respond.

You know what? Forget what I just said. You're already a part of this. You will eat, you will laugh at stupid things, you will stay up all night just to see what it feels like, you will fall painfully in love, you will have babies of your own, you will doubt and regret and yearn and keep a secret. You will get old and decrepit, and you will die, exhausted from all that living. That is when you get to die. Not now.

The boy was growing bored and this was a form of growing up.

Tom looked across the patio, our eyes met, and for a split second I remembered my drunken nineteen-year-old face pressed against his chest at a party, his lips resting on the top of my head, murmuring, You know I wish I could.

You will eat, you will laugh at stupid things, you will stay up all night just to see what it feels like, you will fall painfully in love, you will have babies of your own, you will doubt and regret and yearn and keep a secret. You will get old and decrepit, and you will die, exhausted from all that living.

A teenage Filipino boy walked up to the car and just stood there, the way people do when disaster strikes.

I kept getting older while he stayed young, my tiny husband.

Many of the people there were in their twenties and thirties, and I wondered if they were Blanca or the friends of Blanca..There were also people in their forties, fifties, sixties, and seventies, and these people had a chance of being Blanca, too, or the parents of Blanca, or grandparents or even great-grandparents of Blanca, if Blanca was a child. There were a few children running around, sisters of brothers, who could be Blanca or Blanca's grandchild...

The boy, who himself was so compelling in the way boys can be. How he pushed his hair off his sweaty forehead, the mineral smell of him, his hand holding a pencil, holding a pencil, holding a pencil, his hand!

That's the problem with men my age, I'm somehow older than them.

When I began to write, it was out of fear. I thought I might forget, or pretend to forget, or pretend to pretend, or grow up.

Yeah, I try to be the best example I can be for young girls just as far as my person goes - just to uphold a good image.

Yeah, my dad bought me a guitar when I was like 10, and I didn't really want it then.

I think you go through a period as a teenager of being quite cool and unaffected by things.

Perhaps all we want from reading is to return to that age when we could hold a book and cry, to that time between childhood and adolescence, the sweetest era of our lives.

Misschien lezen we alleen maar om terug te keren naar de leeftijd toen we nog konden huilen met een boek in de armen, toentertijd, tussen kinderjaren en puberteit, in de bekoorlijke schijnwerper van ons leven.

Am mai v?zut fotografii de-ale ei de cînd era doar o adolescent?. Toate mi s-au p?rut cu neputin?? de suportat, ca ÅŸi cînd ai vrea s? Å£ii mîna pe un fier înroÅŸit. Nici nu ÅŸtia c? exiÅŸti cînd ÅŸi le-a f?cut, iar faptul c? ai pierdut momente atît de preÅ£ioase din viaÅ£a ei c? a risipit atîta emoÅ£ie pentru altcineva decît pentru tine, chiar dac? pentru nimeni, este de neînÅ£eles, de netr?it.

For many, the twenties seem like the time of infinite possibility, although in retrospect a woman will almost always idealize her thirties.

U civilu ?ak i nerv?ik koga svaka, i najmanja sitnica životna guši u grkljanu i cakle mu se o?i od neke neizrecive tuge.

Fairacre children could handle tools, and had the plodding unhurried methods of the countryman that produce amazing results. Here was the perfect medium for their inborn skill. The golden sand was turned, raked, piled, patted and ornamented with shells and seaweed,

I want kids of this generation to see that everything is cool, that there's some kind of unity in hip-hop. We all found something that's really important to us, and music is all we've really got.

I began to feel that this city is my home. It came nearer to my heart, not so distant. That's how it started, but now it's different. I am enjoying making friends my age in my church-non-Bengali friends who don't know the customs that keep a widow so lonely.

All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.