Quotes About Adulthood

Except, I think, it's more about me growing up and becoming an adult that I have this new best-friend type of relationship with my mom.

One cannot really be a Catholic and grown up.

Believing in religion is like believing that adulthood is the solution to childhood.

I've grown up and understood how I'm supposed to conduct myself and I respect people as I go along the way.

Humans have so many concerns about being grown-up. Emotions are emotions, whether you're an adult or a child.

Any young man who is unmarried at the age of twenty one is a menace to the community.

So when Fyrdraacas turn fourteen and celebrate their Catorcena, and are then adults in the eyes of the Warlord, off we go to Benica Barracks to learn to march, to learn to ride, to learn to shoot, to learn to die. But I do not want to go to the Barracks and learn to be a killer, a servant, a slave.

Though the adult brain is more flexible and volatile than was once thought, it is still less malleable than the teenage brain. Reconnecting neurons and rewiring synapses is hard work.5 But in the twenty-first century, you can't afford stability.

It was almost as if she was still the bewildred girl of fourteen who wasn't ready to be an adult.

Contrary to popular belief, no one owes you anything. Even your folks have met their obligations once you reach eighteen," Dani pointed out. "You could always refuse." "Not really." Red flooded Starr's face. "We have three choices. The dorm. You and Spence. Or no more money from our parents." "Yep." Ivy snickered. "They have us by the checkbook.

To be told that one can be dependent on one's parents until age 26 should strike a young person who wants to grow up as demeaning, not as something to celebrate.

As a child, many folks dream of running away to join the circus, but then many of these dreamers grow up, and find proper jobs. Still, some of them must be following their dreams, otherwise the circuses won't be around.

Her parents wanted her to find her own way in life. That's what they'd said countless times in the past. Of course, they'd been referring to school subjects and college applications and job prospects. Presumably, at no stage did they factor living skeletons and magic underworlds into their considerations. If they had, their advice would probably have been very different.

The world is bigger than you know and scarier than you might imagine. The only currency worth anything is being true to yourself, and the only goal worth seeking is finding out who you truly are . . . Make you parents proud, and make them glad to have you living under their roof, because I leave to you my property and possessions, my assets and my royalties, to be inherited on the day you turn eighteen. – Mr Fedgewick, reading Gordon's will, to Stephanie

I keep imagining that one of these days I'll grow up and become someone who knows what they're doing, but so far that hasn't happened.

We do not change as we grow up. The difference between the child and the adult is that the former doesn't know who he is and the latter does.

When they tell you to grow up, they mean stop growing.

The only thing worse than growing up is never quite learning how

We all learn by imitating, as children, as students, as novices in the world of business. And then we grow up and learn to blend our innate abilities with the rules or principles we have learned.

I think that's what growing up is all about. It's about taking on new responsibilities and learning what you can handle, and learning what you can't.

The mature person meets the demands of life, while the immature person demands that life meet her demands.

Give me a girl at an impressionable age and she is mine for life.

If our kids only expect blessings and exemptions, they will be terrible grown-ups. These are not the adults we want to launch, nor are they the Snowflakes we want our kids to marry. We cannot be the mothers-in-law for these people, oh my gosh. If grown-ups expect sandwich dolphins from their spouses, bosses, churches, friends, and children, this will all be a disaster.

They resumed walking. Alex felt an ache in his eyes and throat. "I don't know what happened to me," he said, shaking his head. "I honestly don't." Bennie glanced at him, a middle-aged man with chaotic silver hair and thoughtful eyes. "You grew up, Alex," he said, "just like the rest of us.