Quotes About Youth

It's very difficult convincing the young of anything. They're born knowing so much.

Not addressing immediate needs is an offence to the young.

Thus spoke St. Alia-of-the-Knife: "The Reverend Mother must combine the seductive wiles of a courtesan with the untouchable majesty of a virgin goddess, holding these attributes in tension so long as the powers of her youth endure. For when youth and beauty have gone, she will find that the place-between, once occupied by tension, has become a wellspring of cunning and resourcefulness.

Indeed, the young women of Arrakis were very beautiful that year. And the young men, too.

The young generally are incapable of making hard decisions unless those decisions are associated with immediate violence and the consequent sharp flow of adrenalin

Youth is not an age thing. It's a quality. Once you've had it, you never lose it.

Youth is a circumstance you can't do anything about. The trick is to grow up without getting old.

The boys from Staten Island would fill more body bags than Stuyvesant could ever imagine. Mechanics and plumbers had to fight while college students shook indignant fists, fornicated in the fields of Woodstock and sat in.

To enter a room is to move from one environment to another and that, for the teenager, can be traumatic. There be dragons, daily horrors from acne to zit.

St. Francis is no help, he won't stop the tears bursting out of my two eyes, the sniffling and choking and the God oh Gods that have me on my knees with my head on the back of the pew before me and I'm so weak with the hunger and the crying I could fall on the floor and would you please help me God or St. Francis because I'm sixteen today and I hit my mother and sent Theresa to hell and wanked all over Limerick and the county beyond and I dread the millstone around my neck.

You're the first boy I ever met who didn't know what a linebacker is. Boy. I'm twenty-four years old and she's calling me a boy and I'm wondering do you have to be forty to be a man in America?

I was barely seventeen. I was ignorant, missus. We grew up ignorant in Limerick...we're mothers before we're women. And there's nothing here but rain and oul' biddies saying the rosaries. I'd give me teeth to get out, go to America or even England itself.

I was barely seventeen. I was ignorant, missus. We grew up ignorant in Limerick...we're mothers before we're women. And there's nothing here but rain and oul' biddies saying the rosary. I'd give me teeth to get out, go to America or even England itself.

An old man dies, a young woman lives. Fair trade.

On the other hand, she was perfectly at her ease; doubtless the woman in her was not yet awakened; she was yet, as one might say, without sex. She was almost like a boy, frank, candid, unreserved.

She should have gone to some other dentist; the young fellow on the corner, for instance, the poser, the rider of bicycles, the courser of greyhounds. McTeague began to loathe and to envy this fellow. He spied upon him going in and out of his office, and noted his salmon-pink neckties and his astonishing waistcoats.

Dreamt by a Man in a Field I am thinking of the dead Who are still with us. They are not like us, they are Young and beautiful, On their way in the rain To meet their lovers. On their way with their dark umbrellas, Always laughing, so quick, Like limbs flying back In a boat before night, So constant, Like the glass floats The fisherman use in Japan. But for them there is no moon, For us the same news We do not receive.

One should never underestimate the murderous rage of children.

What I did in my youth is hundreds of times easier today. Technology breeds crime.

I'm sorry, We were Young, I think about--and Regret--it every Day.

Schools train you to be ignorant with style [...] they prepare you to be a usable victim for a military industrial complex that needs manpower. As long as you're just smart enough to do a job and just dumb enough to swallow what they feed you, you're going to be alright [...] So I believe that schools mechanically and very specifically try and breed out any hint of creative thought in the kids that are coming up.

I feel a lot of people don't know what high school is - including those who are in it. My material is provided to give them some perspective. People are stupid. They never stop to question things. They just accept. Can you imagine a nation who never questions the validity of cheerleaders and pom-poms?

the yearnings of youth for passage into manhood through struggle.

2011 Bayport Junior Bike Rally