Quotes About Youth

All my life I've been a lady bruiser, a wrong chooser, school refuser, drug abuser, born loser; clothes bummy, nose runny, it wasn't funny

Je suis venu au monde tres jeune dans un temps tres vieux

Kids make their mark in life by doing what they can do, not what they can't... School is important, but life is more important. Being happy is using your skills productively, no matter what they are.

Beware of the young doctor and the old barber.

Live fast, die young, leave a good looking corpse.

Life stands before me like an eternal spring with new and brilliant clothes.

Young, wild, and free, my whole life ahead of me. So I'm drinking heavily, steadily making memories.

Give me a girl at an impressionable age and she is mine for life.

No child should die in the dawn of life.

There is nothing can pay one for that invaluable ignorance which is the companion of youth, those sanguine groundless hopes, and that lively vanity which makes all the happiness of life.

Life is bittersweet. Inside our heads, if we're lucky, we're the same kids as we were when we were young.

The gun is a magic instrument, converting children to numbers.

I felt like a child. I was a child. I could blow things up but I couldn't put things back together.

I've always written, all my life, and when I was very young I developed an interest in poetry.

When I was a boy, I naively thought that this thing called happiness would be something I would wake up to find every day once I could smoke, drink and fornicate.

Our culture has never been more "spiritual" than it is today. But the problem is that while many teens believe in God, their beliefs about Him are defined by the culture, not by the Bible.

as old as we may be in flesh, we are always young in the bone

It didn't matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls, but only that we had loved them, and that they hadn't heard us calling, still do not hear us, up here in the tree house, with our thinning hair and soft bellies, calling them out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time, alone in suicide, which is deeper than death, and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together.

Dr. Armonson stitched up her wrist wounds. Within five minutes of the transfusion he declared her out of danger. Chucking her under the chin, he said, "What are you doing here, honey? You're not even old enough to know how bad life gets." And it was then Cecilia gave orally what was to be her only form of suicide note, and a useless one at that, because she was going to live: "Obviously, Doctor," she said, "you've never been a thirteen-year-old girl.

If you are not ready to make a commitment at the age of twenty only because you are afraid to die then you are dead already.

Toxins love to get you while you're young. Lead, mercury, secondhand smoke and sundry other environmental nasties do a lot more damage when tissue is immature, vulnerable and growing than when it's mature and comparatively fixed.

Isn't it strange how most of us reach an age where we just fold up our imaginations and stuff them in our closets? I think I've learned more about you from these impossible dreams than from anything else you've said.

When I was a kid," he said, "I used to run around this place barefoot, until I stepped on one of those pop-tops. I have a semicircular scar, big one, on my heel." A hand on the doorframe for support, he lifted up one of his feet and pointed. She stopped, looked, seeing the little scar that was virtually identical to the one on 'her' foot.

You ask a lot of questions for a girl in a tree." "Asking questions is a sign of intelligence." "I've heard that. Do your parents know you're out here?" "You ask a lot of questions for a lady who looks like she's been up all night." "Intelligence," Grace said playfully. "Barefoot in the mud? I dunno. You don't 'look' so smart.