Quotes About Youth

bet when Kitty starts driving, she's going to be a speed demon without the slightest concern for those around her. But she'll still probably be better at it than me. A reckless driver

Jeremiah, though—he was my friend. He was nice to me. He was the kind of boy who still hugged his mother, still wanted to hold her hand even when he was technically too old for it. He wasn't embarrassed either. Jeremiah Fisher was too busy having fun to ever be embarrassed. I bet Jeremiah was more popular than Conrad at school. I bet the girls liked him better.

it again and again, as many times as my mother could stand. Just like Kim MacAfee before me, I wanted to wear mascara and

He's a good kid. He's really taken with you, Lara Jean.

I think that time might be different for young people.

How come you never dated anybody?" I shrug. "I don't know...because nobody ever asked?" "Bullshit. I know for a fact that Martinez asked you to homecoming and you said no.

We didn't know what was ahead of us then. 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.

Eight was just eight. Hot dogs and peanut butter, mosquito bites and splinters, bikes and boogie boards. Tangled hair, sunburned shoulders, Judy Blume, in bed by nine thirty.

Sighing heavily, she says, "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.

See that you do," Kitty says, and zooms off again.

Youth is truly wasted on the young.

How dare he say I need to grow up? What does he know about anything? As if he's so mature!

One day soon you'll be in the world, and you'll have so many options you won't know what to do with them. Everyone will fall in love with you, because you're so beautiful and so charming, and you'll look back on high school as such a tiny blip.

Do you remember that time we played spin the bottle in my basement?" I nod. "I was nervous to kiss you, because I'd never kissed a girl before," he says, and picks up the glass of sweet tea again. He takes a swig, but there's no tea left, just ice. His eyes meet mine, and he grins. "All the guys gave me such a hard time afterward for whiffing it." "You didn't whiff it," I say.

Summer was what mattered. My whole life was measured in summers. Like I don't really begin living until June, until I'm at that beach, in that house.

Ours was the kind of friendship that makes sense as a kid but not so much now that we're older. I suppose you can't hold on to old things just for the sake of holding on.

A veces desearía que nos hubiéramos conocido a los veintisiete años. Los veintisiete parecen una buena edad para conocer a la persona con la que vas a pasar el resto de tu vida. A los veintisiete aún eres joven, pero con algo de suerte ya estás bien encaminado para convertirte en la persona que quieres ser.

Margot's off shopping for new boots with her friend Casey, Daddy's at work, and Kitty and I are lazing about watching TV when my phone buzzes next to me. It's a text from Peter. "Movie tonight?" I text back yes, exclamation point. Then I delete the exclamation point for sounding too eager. Though without the exclamation point, the yes seems completely unenthused. I settle on a smiley face and press send before I can obsess over it further.

How would I even know what that felt like? I'm seventeen, for God's sake." "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?

This is the time to just be young and celebrate and enjoy each other!" "Yes, within reason, of course.

Just go be young.

Ideals are replaced by conventional goals at a certain age.

Why should 20-year-olds only be considered sexy? I think we get better with age.

Once when he was still young, I saw a bit of his scalp showing through his hair and I was afraid. But it was just a cowlick. Now sometimes it shows through for real, but I feel only tenderness.