Quotes About Youth

What is the boy now, who has lost his ball, What, what is he to do? I saw it go Merrily bouncing, down the street, and then Merrily over-there it is in the water!

"Older men are much more attractive than young boys," Petronella said. "You're trying to cheer me up. Older men are more attractive because they have more money."

And though I'm happy now sitting in Hampstead High Street in the sunshine, the happiness of the memory is a different kind of happiness, the happiness of youth, the happiness of an infinite amount of possibilities.

If there be no seed-time there will certainly be no harvest, and the youth of life is the seed-time of life.

We live in the shadow of a great lie, and by the time we figure out that it is a lie we are closing in on death and have become irrelevant consumers, and a new generation of young and relevant consumers takes our place in the great chain of shopping.

Young girls passed me with romance still in their eyes, and others, a little older, with the romance dead.

Wise men never grow up; indeed, they grow younger, for they lose the appalling worldly wisdom of youth.

Farang, I'll bet you Wall Street against a Thai mango he'll be back, if for no other reason than to play the card of virile youth against Hudson's superior rank and thus restore his ego after that humiliating reprimand.

but the young dead stay with us, they color our dreams, they make us wonder about ourselves, that we should be so unlucky, or clumsy, or so downright ordinary as to carry on without them. Yet

O sad, sad hills! O cold, cold hearth! In sorrow he learned this truth — One may return to the place of his birth, He cannot go back to his youth.

Those children," he said, as he came back, "wanted to see the President of the United States, and I could not disappoint them. They may never have another chance. What a deep impression such things make when we are young!

The Imagi-Nation is a little country in your head. When you're young, you go there to play. When you get older, you go there to worry.

As a youth, I was too sunny and filled with the milk of human kindness to be able to comprehend such a bitter moral to the story. I just thought it meant Dalton did not need the approval of his peers, that he was a nonconformist (as was I, and all of my generation. We were nonconformists together, in perfect lockstep, each careful to be a nonconformist exactly like all the others). Like I said, I did not get it.

fundos geridos por] jovens brilhantes e dinâmicos que prometiam realizar milagres com o dinheiro das outras pessoas, […] [mas] que no fim inevitavelmente geraram prejuízos para o público".

Films today show only a dream world and have lost touch with the way people really are... In this country, people die at 21. They die emotionally at 21, maybe younger... My responsibility as an artist is to help people get past 21... The films are a roadmap through emotional and intellectual terrain that provides a solution on how to save pain.

Young people ask me if this country is serious about science. They aren't thinking about the passport that they will hold, but the country that they must rely on for support and encouragement.

I don't like to see all my energies, all of my youth, wasted in fur coats and radios and slipcovers.

It is easy enough to praise men for the courage of their convictions. I wish I could teach the sad young of this mealy generation the courage of their confusions.

You don't have to suffer to be a poet adolescence is enough suffering for anyone.

You don't have to suffer to be a poet. Adolescence is enough suffering for anyone

Love is the word used to label the sexual excitement of the young, the habituation of the middle-aged, and the mutual dependence of the old.

There was a young lady from Gloucester Who complained that her parents both bossed her, So she ran off to Maine. Did her parents complain? Not at all -- they were glad to have lost her.

I hid my love when young till I Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly; I hid my life to my despite Till I could not bear to look at light: I dare not gaze upon her face But left her memory in each place; Where'er I saw a wild flower lie I kissed and bade my love good-bye.

How frail the bloom, how short the stay That terminates us all! Today we flourish green and gay, Like leaves tomorrow fall.