Quotes About Youth

I felt no fear for their ultimate safety other than a bruise or scrape, rather a mild enjoyment, an excitement

At about twenty she had mentioned it quite seriously at the dinner table. It was the only occasion she could recall of every member of her family laughing at once.

After all, what healthy man, woken in his bed in the morning by a young, clear-skinned, well-rounded wench bending over him, would not be tempted?

As one grew older, one remembered only the energy, the optimistic side of being young. Time removed many of the agonies of uncertainty, self-doubt, loneliness, and the confusion that can hurt so much. Maybe it was just as well. Age brought its own diffucult pains.

He had been too clever to be easy friends with other boys, who were afraid of his intelligence and lashed out at him the only way they knew how, with fists and boots. Even sitting here by his own fire, Tellman could feel the sweat of fear in his body, and then the chill, as he remembered standing facing them in the street, knowing what was coming.

You see that old woman? That will never happen to you. You will never grow old, and you will never die. And it means something else too, doesn't it? I shall never ever grow up.

No, but one can feel desperate at any age, don't you think? The young are eternally desperate," he said frankly. "And books, they offer hope — that a whole universe might open up from between the covers, and falling into that universe one is saved.

Who has a right to tell me I have no gift, no talent, no passion ...' he murmured. 'Why do people say those things to you when youre young? Doesn't seem fair, does it?' 'No, darling, it's not fair,'she said. 'But the mystery is why you listen.

And a sad realization drifted through my head, something to do with how young she was, how good she looked in any light, how light didn't make the slightest difference with her. And how old I was, and how all young people, even plain young people, had begun to look beautiful to me.

Carefully I opened my eyes and looked at him again. All his natural gifts were there in a blaze of light: the delicate but strong limbs, large sober brown eyes, and his mouth that for all the irony and sarcasm that could come out of it was childlike and ready to be kissed.

He seemed even younger now, as though he were traveling backwards in time, in his mind, or merely becoming innocent, as if the dead, if they are going to stick around, have a right to remember their innocence.

The young reinvent the universe," he said. "And they give the new universe to us as their gift.

Armand keeps the island of Manhattan safe for them—Louis, Armand, and two young blood drinkers, Benjamin and Sybelle, and whoever else joins them in their palatial digs on the Upper East Side.

And through the gloom I saw that mortal boy watching me, and I smelled the hot aroma of his flesh.

I dream the dreams of the young,' he said. 'And they are always dreams of being older, and richer, and wiser, and stronger, don't you think?

We were in Paris. And we were going to live forever.

Heaven and hell wait for the young. Heaven and hell hover beyond the ocean before us and the sky spreading above us.

It's always the young ones who end it. The ones for whom mortality holds magic. As we grow older it's eternity that is our boon.

Just as sure as this flesh is pink, it will turn gray, wrinkled with age

What had he done to become what he was? Could one so young so long ago have guessed the meaning of any decision, let alone the vow to become this?

young blood drinker Antoine as the boy had

The woman was forty-one years old, yet she looked both ancient and young—a stooped and pale child, untouched by adult worry or passion. Deirdre, did you ever have a lover? Did you ever dance in that parlor?

No, but one can feel desperate at any age, don't you think? The young are eternally desperate," he said frankly. "And books, they offer one hope –that a whole universe might open up from between the covers, and falling into that new universe, one is saved.

You know what it takes to teach philosophy here? You have to lie. You have to fling meaningless words as fast as you can at young people, and brood when you can't answer, and make up nonsense and ascribe it to the old Stoics.