Quotes About Youth

Everyone's a different person when they're younger. You evolve as a human being with knowledge and attitude and challenges and obstacles in life.

I think the 20s are a vastly overrated decade. We promise kids that once they get out of school, life will begin and their dreams will come true. But then comes the struggle.

Terry Farish seems to breathe the reader into the emotional spaces of war, exile, and refugee life. The Good Braider is a delicate stunning exploration of its young protagonist's life and heart.

When you're young you don't think, 'This person is going to change your life.' But when you start recording your own songs, it comes back and reminds you.

She was seventeen, her entire life shining on her lips.

You're only young once.

Sicilee and Maya are both convinced that once they catch Cody Lightfoot's attention they are as good as on their first date with him, if not actually engaged.

Midge Ure: In Slik, there were just girls in the audience. In Ultravox, the boys started to come too, in mackintoshes and moustaches. There were always lots of men at Ultravox concerts.

1984 THE PLEASUREDOME 'It was much more baroque. I think what happened is that as we became a successful touring band, we were no longer those kids in the street, we were no longer going to those clubs. Even though London is an exciting place, all of those poor Blitz Kids were becoming rich kids because they were becoming successful.' GARY KEMP

Nick Rhodes (musician): My parents would often watch Top of the Pops with me, as they were quite turned on by knowing what was going on in the charts, and I remember they actually liked Bowie. They liked him so much they took me to see him when he played the Empire Pool in Wembley, in London, in 1976, on the Station to Station tour, not once but twice. I'd become such a fan, and he had become such a focus of what I thought I wanted to do with my life at the time.

It's like, no matter what I do, I always feel like I'm five years old, and I end up in the back of my father's car looking out the window, and nothing has changed in 25 years.

And honored among foxes and pheasants by the gay houseUnder the new-made clouds and happy as the heart was long,In the sun born over and over,I ran my heedless ways.

In the sun that is young once only,Time let me play and beGolden in the mercy of his means.

The force that through the green fuse drives the flowerDrives my green age; that blasts the roots of treesIs my destroyer.And I am dumb to tell the crooked roseMy youth is bent by the same wintry fever.

Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughsAbout the lilting house and happy as the grass was green.

Youth calls to age across the tired years: 'What have you found,' he cries, 'what have you sought?" 'What have you found,' age answers through his tears, 'What have you sought.

One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking of the voices I sometimes hear a moment before sleep, that I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve or whether it snowed for twelve days and twelve nights when I was six.

Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, Time held me green and dying Though I sang in my chains like the sea.

The ball I threw while playing in the park has not yet reached the ground.

Mr Abrahams was a preparatory schoolmaster of the old-fashioned sort. He cared neither for work nor games, but fed his boys well and saw that they did not misbehave. The rest he left to the parents, and did not speculate how much the parents were leaving to him. Amid mutual compliments the boys passed out into a public school, healthy but backward, to receive upon undefended flesh the first blows of the world.

Old age is a special problem for me because I've never been able to shed the mental image I have of myself - a lad of about 19.

The first day of spring was once the time for taking the young virgins into the fields, there in dalliance to set an example in fertility for nature to follow. Now we just set the clocks an hour ahead and change the oil in the crankcase.

If Joan of Arc could turn the tide of an entire war before her 18th birthday, you can get out of bed.

If Joan of Arc could turn the tide of an entire war before her eighteenth birthday, you can get out of bed.