Quotes About Growing up

I was a street guy. I mean, I grew up in an Italian neighborhood with mob guys around. Where I grew up, you gambled, you shot dice, you played cards, you went to the track. So the mob to me was not strange, it was not like I was an F.B.I. agent from Salt Lake City.

I was very conscious of the film industry - a lot of people, neighbors, worked in it. I actually grew up doing a bit of extra work myself. I was homeschooled, and it was a way that I could make money. My parents let us do these jobs, and I never got very far, but I was much more interested in what everybody else was doing, and I liked being on set.

Growing up, I was a nerd. With actual taped eyeglasses.

I was a nerd growing up, and I'm a little antisocial and awkward.

I wasn't even a big comedy nerd. A lot of the comedians I know - a lot of my friends are comedians - they knew a lot about comedy growing up.

I was a nerd, growing up, I was really into computers and technology, and most of my friends were basically in that world as well.

If you grew up where I grew up, you would experience a very different criminal justice system than Camden, New Jersey.

I always give respect to and pay homage to New York, because I don't feel like I would be the player that I am today if it wasn't for New York City. It gives you a certain edge, a certain toughness just growing up in the city.

I'm not one of those New Yorkers who so much identifies themselves with the city that they can't imagine living anywhere else. I plan to live a lot of other places, but it is defiantly is a big part of who I am. I have a complicated relationship with it. It has changed so much, but I love it, and it's my home. I'm really glad I grew up there.

Growing up, I was so sick of politics - it was in the house all the time - I was proud of not reading the newspaper.

I know this it is difficult to grow up it always was it always will be I know this nobody can tell you how to do it You just make the same mistakes and You just thrill to the same excitement I know this Life is a good idea

You've never been a whiner, Margo. I could give lessons.It's time for me to grow up, take responsibility,be sensible. Talk to life insurance salesman, Josh said dryly. Apply for a library card.Clip coupons. She looked down her nose. Spoken like a man born with not only a silver spoon but the whole place setting stuck in his arrogant little mouth. I happen to have several library cards, he muttered. Somewhere. Do you mind?

If a society improves, the experience of growing up in that society should be less taxing and more comfortable; if technology advances and efficiency increases, emerging generations should rationally expect to work less. If new kids aren't soft and lazy, something has gone wrong.

I'm not sure what we're running from. Nobody. Or the future. Fate. Growing up. Getting old. Picking up the pieces. As if running we won't have to get on with our lives.

Was this what it meant to grow up, this vast loneliness?

You start to grow up and you learn from all the stories around you what the world is like, and yous tart to lose freedoms. Not because anybody actually tells you that you've lost them, but because you know you need to take care...Beware darkness, isolation, the outdoors, unlocked windows, men you don't know. And then you realize too that even men you know, or thought you knew, might not be okay.

Sometimes I felt that growing up and being a girl was about learning to be afraid.

That was the worst of growing up, she thought; they couldn't share things as they used to share them.

And so she went down and said to her husband, Why must they grow up and lose it all? Never will they be so happy again.

This was when I was a teenager and thought I could rewrite any script. Now I'm grown and know that very few of us get to become the people we thought we'd be when we were kids.

This was when I thought I could rewrite any script. Now I'm grown and know that very few of us get to become the people we thought we'd be when we were kids.

Everyone got older but forgot to grow up.

I remember a distinct sense of restlessness in the air while I was growing up, a feeling that if you wanted an exciting or important or interesting life, you needed to escape.

I've seen it before, what mothers and daughters can do to one another during those terrible adolescent years. Grief must be at the bottom of it, for what is sadder for a parent than seeing her daughter shedding girlhood drop by precious drop? And what is more terrifying for a child than to doubt her mother, to begin to see her as a human with faults instead of as a goddess?