Quotes About Youth

Just as the poppy and the dandelion are scythed down in the flower of their youth by the pitiless scythe of the pitiless scyther who pitilessly scythes their pitiful pans, so poor Renski has played the pretty poppy's pitiful part.

Half light, half shade,She stood, a sight to make an old man young.

In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.

Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white;Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk;Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font:The firefly wakens: waken thou with me.

You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear;Tomorrow 'ill be the happiest time of all the glad New Year;Of all the glad New Year, mother, the maddest, merriest day;For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o' the May.

The deepest definition of youth is life as yet untouched by tragedy.

Greatness is the dream of youth realized in old age.

Ah, what shall I be at fifty, should nature keep me alive, if I find the world so bitter when I am but twenty-five?

Otros niños también llegaban, que se conocían y no, niños lindos y no, desenvueltos y no, allí todo el mundo rivalizaba en belleza, en calidad, en todo lo que se podía rivalizar frente a la puerta de los Lastarria y era un poquito como si todo el mundo se estuviera odiando.

He was a man in whom the dreams of God that haunt the soul in youth, though overlaid by the scum that gathers in the fight for money, had not, as with the majority, utterly died the death. - Secret Worship

The studies that had fascinated his mind in earlier youth returned with the power that had subdued his mind in boyhood.

Ah that such sweet things should be fleet,Such fleet things sweet!

Algernon Charles Swinburne

encounters between police and young black and Asian men are not solely defined by racialization; they become contests of masculinity. Racialization is interwoven with other forms of identity, as we shall see in the discussion of 'intersectionality'.

He was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen in my life. But he really looked like a girl. She was the most beautiful boy I'd ever seen in my life.

Whatever age you are, he says. You still die young.

And then what happened next, well, it happened next, and history, that other word for irony, went its own foul witty way, sang its own foul witty ditty, and the girl was the one who died young in this story.

She thinks about the students she taught who graduate this week to all that debt, and now to a future in the past.

But we didn't fit, he and I. He thought it was because he was too old. He was older, and compared to the age I was I did think he was ancient. He was in his sixties then. Well, now I know that your sixties feel the same as all the other ages, and your seventies. You never stop being yourself on the inside, whatever age people think you are by looking at you from the outside.

She looked at the girl in the chair and she saw what youth was. It was oblivious, with things in its ears.

Detta gör dem rasande. Bra. De är från generationen som njuter av att vara rasande

Ell somriu. Es una noia amable, encantadora i intel·ligent, tot i que ja no és tan espavilada com quan era petita. Això, de vegades, l'entristeix. Fa una mena de feina que se li menja l'esperit. Està molt sola. Això segur. És com observar com es va erosionant.

Certain white people in particular can look right through young people and also black and mixed race people like we aren't here.

No era viejo, ella había acertado. Nadie verdaderamente viejo se sentaría con las piernas cruzadas o abrazándose las rodillas de ese modo. Los viejos solo podían sentarse como si los hubiese paralizado una pistola paralizante).