Quotes About Youth

Because people my age need somewhere they can go for advice or help or fun or just to be without anyone worrying about them. Somewhere they can be unlimited and fearless and safe, like in their own rooms

and so the preacher talks about the tragedy of someone dying so young, of a life ended too soon, of possibilities never realized.

Me: It's late. Finch: That depends on who you ask. See, I don't necessarily think it's late. I think it's early. Early in our lives. Early in the night. Early in the new year.

I'd go to Hoosier Hill with a beautiful gir

I'm trying out Theodore Finch, '80s kid, and seeing how he fits.

The first thing I learned from Judy Blume was that God is the wrong one to ask for bigger breasts. (Stephanie Lessing)

The Friday afternoon of a teenager--had anything more wonderful existed?

Inside every older person is a younger person wondering what happened.

Growing up, my sisters and I would always talk stories. One of my frustrations was I didn't know anything about cameras. I didn't know how to make a film and I obviously didn't have a special effects budget. I was a kid. So I was learning to draw to get down the stuff that was in my head, that I couldn't afford to actually do.

She smiled a wonderful smile and pinched my cheek.

I have grown up but that should be a positive thing. When you look at a photo album it's lovely to remember being so young but it's also good to know you grew up!

Today, I saw a little girl in a little pink dress who couldn't be older than two, and I thought of how nothing could be more fleeting, more precious, more joyous than her not knowing how, running beneath the cherry trees, she was all lightness, all reverie.

Once upon a time when I was young, I had a lovely boyfriend who bought me a hammock and hooked it up on my tiny and highly perilous roof terrace, where I spent many happy hours just rocking and reading, eating Quavers and reflecting on my lovely handsome boyfriend. Then, I married him and we had a bunch of children and a dog and moved somewhere where it rains all the time, and I think the hammock is in storage. This, my friends, is apparently what's known as 'happily ever after'.

Lilian and Ida Delia headed off to watch television together. They had a shared loathing for everyone who took part in scripted reality shows, and thus absolutely had to watch all of them together in order to better anatomize and discuss the faults of the young people taking part in them and therefore of today's society in general. They felt this was important work that often required tea and Smarties.

I'll consider myself in my prime when I stop getting zits," said Helena.

I know," he said in a bewildered tone. "I know youse all think I'm an ancient fuddy-duddy from the dawn of time." "Why would we think that, Dad?" said Innes. "Just because you are an ancient fuddy-duddy from the dawn of time.

I've only ever loved two boys—both of them with the last name Fisher. Conrad was first, and I loved him in a way that you can really only do the first time around. It's the kind of love that doesn't know better and doesn't want to—it's dizzy and foolish and fierce. That kind of love is really a one-time-only thing.

For me, it was almost like winter didn't count. Summer was what mattered. My whole life was measured in summers.

Seventeen's not so young. A hundred years ago people got married when they were practically our age." "Yeah, that was before electricity and the Internet. A hundred years ago eighteen-year-old guys were out there fighting wars with bayonets and holding a man's life in their hands! They lived a lot of life by the time they were our age. What do kids our age know about love and life?

I go wherever you go,' he says, launching us into the water. This is our start. This is the moment it becomes real. We are married. We are infinite. Me and Conrad. The first boy I ever slow danced with, ever cried over. Ever loved.

My two great loves. I think I always knew I would be Belly Fisher one day. I just didn't know it was going to happen like this.

If this is love, no thanks. I don't want any part of it. When I'm older, I'm just going to do my own thing. If I like a boy, fine, I'll date him, but I'm not going to sit at home and cry over him. I cry over important things.

We were just two teenagers, looking up at the sky on a cold February night. So no, he didn't give me flowers or candy. He gave me the moon and the stars. Infinity.

It snuck up on me—growing up, I mean.