Quotes About Youth

A person's education devoid of wisdom is a poison for the entire generation

A wise loves to remain a child all through his life while a wicked likes to be regarded always as an adult , and so both persons' character reflects out in their own attitude and behaviour towards the people.

Babies are always adorable but most adults are horrible.

Babies are beautiful and adults are usually horrible.

Earlier most boys used to run after the girls, but a new trend has been observed nowadays that intelligent boys run away from the girls.

Every preacher enjoys own life like anything from birth to mid to old age and then from the public stage pompously says that '' IT IS THE RESPONSIBILITY OF THE YOUTH TO BRING CHANGE with a mere intention to gain praise for self from the audience.

Teaching is perhaps the least preferred profession amongst educated youth and the sole reason is that the teachers get often abysmally low remuneration.

The people's life journey traverses from being child to being wild; the privilege is not in growing old but being able to hold the infant's nature for as many days and as much as a person can in oneself.

There's no sinner like a young saint.

There is no sinner like a young saint.

Willmore: There is no sinner like a young saint.

But after a few months of tortuous happiness ('alas, too few,' my uncle said with a sigh), Isolde abandoned the family home and the arms of her boy-lover in order to marry a dashing lieutenant of the Prussian artillery. Petros was, of course, heartbroken.

I am looking back to when I was a girl; now my body's a flash of poison on the floor.

When one expects to go on "forever" as one does in one's youth or even middle age, horizons are merely limits, not yet ends. It is when one first sees the horizon as an end that one first begins to see.

When I was younger I was fat. I was never conscious of it and was content with who I was because I was so loved. My mother never told me to lose weight and my father doted on me, but my agent told me. I tried, but I loved Indian food too much.

You used to get it in your fishnets Now you only get it in your nightdress Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness... ...Remeber when the boys were all electric?

We grasp at Time, but cannot hold One minute of his treasured hour; He tarries not, though oft we pray That he will rest in youth's bright bower.

I've always felt that rock & roll was very, very wholesome.

Here were love letters, the youth knew. Secret love letters. Unfound, still waiting somewhere beyond the mist. A young man's words for this girl, maybe her words for him. Their private words for each other. Somewhere in the world, these letters sat hidden still, but might, at any moment, be found and read, calling her most cherished secrets from their hiding place back into the circle of the sun.

And if, behind closed eyes, Cerris saw a face other than hers, a face so slightly younger, gazing at him sadly across a gulf of lost years and broken promises... Well, it would never hurt her if she never knew.

She looked to be maybe fifteen, give or take a year or two; still somewhere in that nether realm between childhood and womanhood. Her hair, to judge by the few unsoiled strands he could see, was an earthy brown, and her eyes shone with a blue-green hue so liquid that he almost expected to see waves. A small, ever-so-slightly upturned nose sat in the center of a slender face.

Asking a teenager to get up at 7 a.m. is like asking me to get up at 4 a.m.

The problem is exacerbated by how technology affects teenagers. Teens sleeping with their iPhones and staying up all night texting are staples of our brave new digital world.

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