Quotes About Youth

The poets say that youth is the day of the fevered blood, the hour of love, the moment of passion; and that with age comes the cooling baths of wisdom, whereby the fever is cured. The poets are wrong. I did not know love until late in my life, when I could no longer grasp it. Youth is ignorant, and its passion is abstract.

Nearly every afternoon, when his classes were over, he came to her apartment. They made love, and talked, and made love again, like children who did not think of tiring at their play. The spring days lengthened, and they looked forward to the summer.

Perhaps we are wiser when we are young, though the philosopher would dispute with me. But I swear to you, we were friends from that moment onward; and that moment of foolish laughter was a bond stronger than anything that came between us later —victories or defeats, loyalties or betrayals, griefs or joys. But the days of youth go, and part of us goes with them, not to return.

Youth is ignorant, and its passion is abstract.

But there was a time when we were young - Marcus Agrippa was young too, - there was a time when we were friends, and knew that we would be friends for as long as we lived. Agrippa; Maecenas; myself; Salvidienus Rufus. Salvidienus is dead too, but he died long ago. Perhaps we all died then, when we were young.

Young people need models, not critics...

Youth is a kind of madness. The wisest young men are they who follow the good example of the old, and the most foolish old men are they who follow the bad example of the young. It

And isn't there something a little sad about youth and beauty in any circumstances?

I never knew the joy, energy and ambitions which are in youth - yet I know the loss and I feel that I have been robbed of my heritage. You can dream of the future and of your children's future: we can dream of nothing but the past.

Have a conversation in your mind with a younger version of you!

You always find that, Mary. When the kid's in trouble, there's trouble at home.

The girl was neat as a pin, if plain as a plate.

I suppose when they reach a certain age some men are afraid to grow up. It seems the older the men get, the younger their new wives get.

There were no more long summers. The last was when she had played hide-and-seek with Vesey and the children. Since then the years had slipped by, each growing shorter than the one before. It had not seemed a long time, her married life. Summer and winter had run into one another. Betsy had not so much grown up as unrolled Ã¢â'¬â€œ as if she were all there at the beginning, but that each birthday unrolled more of her, made more visible, though suggesting more.

What I detest is the way our breasts go out sideways when we get older. They look as if they're tired of one another's company.

I realized I would be forced to run away from home if someone tried to arrange a marriage for me. I didn't want to think about it.

Here you are, painting the town red, alone with two young men you only met just last week in a shady night club playing illegal music in a foreign country. Come on." He pulled at my hand persuasively, I'll bet you know how to Fox-Trot.

I don't want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I've had it. I am so tired. I am twenty and I am already exhausted.

Age is a terrible avenger. The lessons of life give you so much to work with, but by the time you've got all this great wisdom, you don't get to be young anymore.

I was meant to date the captain of the football team, I was going to be on a romantic excursion every Saturday night, I was destined to be collecting corsages from every boy in town before prom, accepting such floral offerings like competing sacrifices to a Delphic goddess.

I don't want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I've had it. I am so tired. I am twenty and I am already exhausted.

some things are too wonderful even for a child, and freedom's one of them

With care, and skill, and cunning art, She parried Time's malicious dart, And kept the years at bay, Till passion entered in her heart and aged her in a day!

My parents threw out the diary when they found it. They didn't want me keeping secrets in my room, never mind that a room and a girl will keep secrets even without pages to store them.