Quotes About Youth

this is a girl who did drugs, who fucked her high school teacher, who chose Berkeley over Stanford. Maybe she really could be one of us.

called, in her era, the generation gap.

I'm a teenager, and we mess up sometimes.

Peeps are eight and under, pez are nine to eleven, and marshmallows are twelve to fourteen.

What are you worried about, Burke?" "You, me, fall, friends, college, life. Nothing big.

Jax appears at my side. "Yeah, we wouldn't want her bursting into flames," he whispers, and we both giggle quietly.

The girls may have only been ages six to eight, but they could spot a hottie when they saw one.

Thanks for the bargain, Theos," Megara said to the young man in the marketplace who had given her a good price on day-old bread. "It's been a real slice." Then she turned with an expertly timed flip of her lengthening red hair- it was almost to her waist now- and swung her hips as she sashayed away. As Megara grew, she was learning that her charm was a tool she could rely on.

I turned forty this year. Forty! Which is so weird because I've always been young. I've been young my whole life, as a matter of fact. No matter how I dissect this, I've aged out of the "young" category and graduated to the "middle" group. My brain feels confused about this because I am so juvenile. I make up my own words to hip-hop songs and quote Paul Rudd as a parenting strategy. Surely I am a preteen.

We must waive the lecture and embrace listening. What are they actually saying? What is confusing to them? What do they think? Where is the rub? Let's hear them, then engage them... Kids want to be mentored, not ruled.

the basic tools that have always produced amazing young adults: hard work, failure, simplicity, gratefulness, restraint and discipline.

The middle place still has a lot of life left, so we'll store up these years like a treasure, remembering them one day just as fondly as the first phase of our family when we were dirty kids drinking water out of the backyard hose.

When it comes to the creatures you love and things you love and the life you love, what on earth could could possibly be more important than soaking them up right now while you still have the opportunity? If it's something you want to do, don't wait until you're less busy or richer or "ready" or twenty pounds lighter. Start right now. You'll never be this young again.

Kids get so wrapped up in the joy of drawing or pretending or discovering that they'd rarely eat or bathe or sleep if we didn't make them.

It's incredible. The kid could flip over a car without straining his back. I can barely pull up my pants without having to be rushed to the hospital.

Adolescence isn't just about prom or wearing sparkly dresses.

I hope to work with kids any way possible.

Ultimately, what really matters is not just the experiences you have at a young age, but whether or not you are equipped-by your parents, by your genetics, by your education-to survive and deal with them.

I could have probably raised them in L.A. and they would have been great and had so many things at their fingertips and been exposed to so many things. But we travel a lot, so I don't think that moving out of town is sheltering the girls at all. Maybe protecting them a little bit more, trying to prolong their youth.

I worked as a secretary, a waitress and a dance teacher - all in high school.

You know what makes me feel old? When I see girls who are 20-something, or the new crop of actresses, and I think, Aren't we kind of the same age? You lose perspective. Or being offered the part of a woman with a 17-year-old child. It's like, "I'm not old enough to have a 17-year-old!" And then you realize, well, yeah, you are.

You know what makes me feel old? When I see girls who are 20-something, or the new crop of actresses, and think, Aren't we kind of the same age?

Daniel Mackenzie came behind her, towering over Katie and Beth, the lanky young man the most nervous of the three. "Should you be here?" Daniel hissed. "My dad would tan my hide if he knew I let you come near a game girl, and God knows what Uncle Ian will do.

Daniel was just nineteen now and already friends with half of England, not to mention all of Scotland and probably most of Wales.