Quotes About Youth

Besides, what is required of a young man in Paris? To speak its language tolerably, to make a good appearance, to be a good gamester, and to pay in cash.

Youth is a flower of which love is the fruit; happy is he who, after having watched its silent growth

Youth is a flower of which love is the fruit; happy is he who, after having watched its silent growth, is permitted to gather and call it his own.

The same day the young man set forward on his journey, furnished with the three paternal gifts, which consisted, as we have said, of fifteen crowns, the horse, and the letter for M. de Treville—the counsels being thrown into the bargain.

Really; and you think this cousin pays her attentions? I only suppose so. What else can a strapping chap of twenty-one mean with a fine wench of seventeen?

We must never look for discretion in first love. First love is accompanied by such excessive joy that unless the joy be allowed to overflow, it will stifle you.

His youth reappeared, bringing with it all those sweet souvenirs which are rather perfumes than thoughts. Between that past and the present there was an abyss. But imagination has the angel's or lightning's wing; it clears seas in which we should certainly have been shipwrecked; it removes the darkness in which our illusions were lost, the precipice where our happiness was engulfed.

Sono solo al mondo». «Allora amerete me. Se siete giovane, sarò vostro compare. Se siete vecchio, sarò vostro figlio. Ho un padre che dovrebbe avere settant'anni, se è ancora in vita. Amavo solo lui e una fanciulla di nome Mercédès. Mio padre non mi ha dimenticato, ne sono sicuro. Ma lei, Iddio solo sa se mi pensa ancora. Amerò voi come amavo mio padre».

La sua giovinezza gli riapparve portando tutti i ricordi soavi, che sono profumi piuttosto che pensieri. Da quel passato al presente c'era un abisso. Ma la fantasia ha il volto dell'angelo e del baleno; essa varca i mari nei quali abbiamo corso il rischio di naufragare, le tenebre dove si sono perdute le nostre illusioni, gli abissi che hanno inghiottito la nostra felicità

Ah c'est que tu as vingt ans, toi, et que tu peux oublier le passé, j'en ai cinquante, et je suis bien forcé de m'en souvenir

He was a fine, tall, slim young fellow of eighteen or twenty, with black eyes, and hair as dark as a raven's wing;

los pobres muchachos eran tan felices que sólo pensaban en sí mismos, y no tenían ojos más que para aquel hermoso cielo que los bendecía.

He was a fine, tall, slim young fellow of eighteen or twenty, with black eyes, and hair as dark as a raven's wing; and his whole appearance bespoke that calmness and resolution peculiar to men accustomed from their cradle to contend with danger. Ah, is it you, Dantès?

La jeunesse est une fleur dont l'amour est le fruit...

Mas, se não há inimigos, talvez haja invejosos: aos dezenove anos, vai ser nomeado capitão, o que na sua situação é um posto bem elevado… Vai se casar com uma bela mulher que o ama, o que é uma felicidade rara em qualquer lugar da terra… Esses dois favores de seu destino podem ter lhe proporcionado invejosos.

jeune homme de dix-huit à vingt ans, grand, svelte

The young man with his hat slouched over his eyes, still leaning on the arm of the officer, and still wiping from time to time his brow with his handkerchief, was watching in a corner of the Buytenhof, in the shade of the overhanging weather-board of a closed shop, the doings of the infuriated mob, a spectacle which seemed to draw near its catastrophe.

we are all mortal, and the old must make way for the young.

young man had a steed which was the observed of all observers. It was a Bearn pony, from twelve to fourteen years old, yellow in his hide, without a hair

He was a young man of between eighteen and twenty, tall, slim, with fine dark eyes and ebony-black hair. His whole demeanor possessed the calm and resolve peculiar to men who have been accustomed from childhood to wrestle with danger. Page 8

Mme. Bonacieux looked at the young man, restrained for a minute by a last hesitation; but there was so much ardor in his eyes, such persuasion in his voice, that she felt herself constrained to confide in him. Besides, she found herself in circumstances where everything must be risked for the sake of everything.

Youth is a flower of which love is the fruit … Happy the vintager who picks it after watching it slowly mature.

Es la joven una flor, cuyo fruto es el amor… »

Death does not reckon by years; it is impartial; some die young, some reach old age.