Quotes About Youth

I'm sure it must have been even more wonderful then, when we were young and knew nothing about the pain of growing up.

It had seemed like a dream, far removed from reality, and yet there had been something amazingly vivid about the snow and being there with Jun. I remember being delighted to be alone in that special place, just the two of us; but I'm sure it must have been even more wonderful then, when we were young and knew nothing about the pain of growing up.

I needed to pretend to be myself at a younger, more innocent age, when we had stood marveling at the snow in the hall. I was sure that Jun would dive into only pure water, and I wanted his dive into me to be perfect; I wanted him to enter with no splash at all.

It's the young who have to break the old records. That's the way the world works

Out in the open air, he seemed somehow older.

and he seemed convinced that children's questions were much more important than those of an adult. He preferred smart questions to smart answers.

The memories of him as a small boy and memories from my days at the dormitory seemed to bleed together like the shades in a watercolor painting

As children, we played hide and seek with one another, as adults with ourselves.

Any man who is not a communist at the age of 20 is a fool.

On ne retombe pas en enfance, on n'en sort jamais. Vieux, moi? Qu'est-ce qu'un vieillard sinon un enfant qui a pris de l'âge ou du vendre ?...

Les choses se seraient arrêtées là s'il n'y avait pas eu ce coup de vent. Si on m'avait dit qu'un simple coup de vent pouvait changer le cours d'une vie, j'aurais peut-être pris les devant. Mais à dix-sept ans, on se sent en mesure de retomber sur ses pattes quoi qu'il arrive.

An aurora borealis rises over festive orchards; the branches of the trees immediately begin to bud, to blossom, to bend under the weight of their fruit. The child runs through the wild grass, heading for the Wall. It collapses like a big cardboard box, broadening the horizon and exorcising the fields, which extend over the plains as far as the eye can see...Run...And the child runs, laughing all the while, his arms spread out like a bird's wings.

A quatre-vingts ans, notre avenir est derrière. Devant, il n'y a que le passé.

Is T.S. Eliot the only poet one can think of who could have spent a year on his own in Paris at twenty-three—and managed to have no sexual encounter whatsoever?

Everything about my politics has been about the future.

In Britain, the centrally prescribed welfare to work system short-changes the young unemployed. Transport, housing and education are over centralised.

Many children are natural fantasists, I think, perhaps because their imaginations have yet to be clobbered into submission by experience.

In the 1970s and 1980s there was so little decent fiction for young people, but we're now in a golden age that shows no sign of fading. Philip Pullman, J. K. Rowling, Lemony Snicket are only three of the best known among a good number of equals.

His name was Rambo, and he was just some nothing kid for all anybody knew, standing by the pump of a gas station at the outskirts of Madison, Kentucky.

Here's a mind bender: What if we canceled the children's ministry and put that effort into building up the men of the church? I firmly believe that such an approach would, in the long run, win more youth to Christ. It would also save more marriages and produce happier women. Children's ministry and youth ministry are good things—but spiritually healthy male role models are the best thing.

Age is just a number. It's totally irrelevant unless, of course, you happen to be a bottle of wine." –Joan Collins

Jasper looked around, saw the cleared couch and the piles of books, paper, and detritus that had been cleared off of it, grinned, and dropped onto it. "Quick, Pap," he said, "before that crap starts fighting back and smothers us.

All young people worry about things, it's a natural and inevitable part of growing up, and at the age of sixteen my greatest anxiety in life was that I'd never again achieve anything as good, or pure, or noble, or true, as my O-level results.

it's rapidly becoming clear that the so-called best years of my life are never going to happen