Quotes About Youth

In the ardor of his enthusiasm, a youth set forth in quest of a man of whom he might take counsel as to his future, but after long search and many disappointments, he came near relinquishing the pursuit as hopeless, when suddenly it occurred to him that one must first be a man to find a man, and profiting by this suggestion, he set himself to the work of becoming himself the man he had been seeking so long and fruitlessly.

He should have added the old truism that in war millions of young men butcher millions of other young men who have done them no harm and whom they have never met—all on behalf of a few old men who know one another only too well. *

I had lost the fragrance of my youth, the belief that tomorrow would be a wonderful day. Now I was contaminated with the truth, and the truth was simple—life was sometimes very predictable and tomorrow was going to be just as dull and uneventful as today.

If I had been a more realistic and reasonable person, if I had not been twenty-one and still fooling myself, I would have said, Wait.

We had agreed that "in love" had burned out after four years for us, the way it does for most of us, in two months or two years and, I guess, never for some lucky people. Instead of a trail of fire roaring through, those people get small candles steadily lighting the way home until death do they part, and only the young are stupid enough to think that those two old people, him gimping, her squinting, are not in love.

Instead of a trail of fire roaring through, hose people get small candles steadily lighting the way home until death do they part, and only the young are stupid enough to think that those two old people, him gimping, her squinting, are not in love.

Perspective is useful, of course: It's why very few people want to be eighteen again. But the other side is having so much perspective, it's hard to give a damn about anything happening here in the real.

After a while, it got too hard not to let him take my hand in the hallway, or snug up behind me at my locker, his chin balanced on the top of head as his hands snaked around my waist. After a while I wanted to share it, to show it off, to let the world see why I was smiling like a complete idiot half the time.

By the time we were in high school the only difference was that we were talking about how J.D. didn't know that tongue in a girl's ear wasn't a good thing instead of which one of us was going to marry the lead singer of Fall Out Boy one day.

He's beautiful, for one thing, although I know boys hate to be called that. I could look at him for hours, his soft, gray eyes and the long lines of his body, the birthmark I found on the right side of his neck, a dark fleck shaped like a crescent moon.

She's altered the rules on me. We weren't supposed to become the teenagers who 'have problems.

It's human nature to be curious about people, and to be more curious about young people than old people. We want to cheer something on at the same time we want to tear it down. That's just so normal.

Hollywood is the dream factory, and no one dreams about older women.

He highly approved of the bare-legged, I'm-not-wearing-any-underwear-under-your-Oxford look on a girl.

Who would know but ten years ago that kids would be texting each other all the time, that that would be one of their main forms of communication.

Well, it is so difficult right now when you look out on the road and how fast people go and the more and more cars you see out there, for teenagers, you'd think a kid that literally, a few years before, was sitting back in a car seat in the back seat is now behind the wheel.

My dad was a sports writer when I was younger and then he became just a general columnist. But I grew up with him literally getting into brawls with football coaches.

Every day is the prime of your life.

Era la giovinezza? Era mai stato così sicuro di sè, anche quando era giovane? Era stato l'essere ferito a fargli desiderare di arrotolarsi in una palla di protezione e dire al mondo di lasciarlo in pace

But then, life with Casey would tend to be that way for Joe—moments of gorgeous, shining faith and moments of agonizing, painful doubt. Joe was young in his way too. It would take him years before he recognized the ebb and flow of true love.

Boy, you don't know it, but you really are still a baby. You're amazingly fucking young. Don't write off the rest of your life like that, okay? There's some stunning, gorgeous moments waiting for you. Don't make a plan that'll make you miss out on them.

And like Mikhail, when he had slid from dance to drugs to the streets at the age of fifteen, she had lived and breathed a profession in which it was better to be high than even a pound above the minimum weight to sustain life.

When can you score?" Oh, to hell with this noise. "When you're eighteen. And a half." "Why the half?" Abner asked suspiciously. "You have to wait until the permit goes through,

He'd been there as the brothers had grieved, had seen the damage wreaked on someone who should have been young and beautiful, but who instead had wasted in the poison of his parents' garden.