Quotes About Adulthood

The reason adults should look as though they are having fun, is to give kids a reason to want to grow up.

I can't be an ingenue forever, and I wouldn't want to be.

A child is not an adult, a child didn't ask to be here. Any man that doesn't take care of his responsibilities to his family and to his children, do me a favor STOP calling yourself a man..at least have the decency to admit that you're a boy. You don't know what manhood is.

Upon my eighteenth birthday I was given three choices: 1. Join the church, and live at home. 2. Move out and live on my own. 3. Move into the single men's home.

Now you're the adult who doesn't believe this is really happening. And, what always happens to that adult? Do you still remember, or do you forget all the true things when you grow up, Peter Pan?

As Kisley et al. comment about their research: "The correlation between sensory gating and conceptual age was significant."6 By age eight the gating channels begin to take on what will be the default state in adulthood. This further solidifies, narrowing more, at the onset of puberty and generally is in place by the end of adolescence.

No matter what they say, no matter what they do, no matter how many different ways they slice it, women like "Did I Marry a Man or a Boy?" feel like they just can't compete with The Other Woman—the mother.

I mean, there's a sense wherein you skip a part of childhood, too, when you start working at that age I did; I was out working and out of home at 15, paying my own way in the world.

We never wanted to move to a niche slot at 11 at night so that we could be a lot cleverer and bluer. We just want to do those big light-entertainment shows we loved as kids.

You can't keep doing the same things when you get married and have a family. You have to slow down. You have to be responsible.

Catcher in the Rye had a profound impact on me-the idea that we all have lots of dreams that are slowly being chipped away as we grow up.

There's slowly been a kind of shift in how we think about childhood. It's like childhood almost extends to 20 or 22 even after the end of college. When I was growing up, there was this expectation that you were on your own now.

When I was 18, I moved out of home. I decided to try to be an actor, so took myself off to slum it with nine humans and a million mice in a red Leytonstone house.

I was smarter when I was 15, 16 than when I was 18 to 26, because instead of caving in to being cool, I stuck close to my convictions and I was rewarded.

Mean girls actually grew up to become extremely hateful women.

Soon enough we'll all be grown up and find ourselves with more responsibility than we ever wanted.

The young can't help playacting; themselves incomplete, they are thrust by life into a completed world where they are compelled to act fully grown. They therefore adopt forms, patterns, models— those that are in fashion, that suit, that please—and enact them.

No es culpa de los jóvenes el que actúen; no están hechos el todo, pero se encuentran en un mundo que ya está hecho y tienen que actuar como hechos.

Atâta timp cât nu-i adult, omul continu? s? aspire mult? vreme la unitatea È™i siguranÈ›a acestui univers, împlinit de el în întregime în m?runtaiele mamei, È™i e cuprins de spaima relativit??ii lumii adulte, de care e înghiÈ›it ca o pic?tur? c?zut? într-un ocean al nep?s?rii. C?ci tinerii sunt, de felul lor, moniÈ™ti pasionaÈ›i, mesageri ai absolutului (...).

Middle-aged life is merry, and I love to lead it.

In their youth, mortals behave more like nymphs. Adulthood seems impossibly distant, let alone the enfeeblement of old age. But ponderously, inevitably, it overtakes you.

you sometimes act as if you think growing up means the rules don't apply anymore. On the contrary—a big part of growing up is learning self-control. You work on that, and then we can talk about expanding your privileges.

And I just stood there in the fading afternoon light, realizing at seventeen that I was already staring into my past — that the past had a meaning that would always define you. I remember this being one of my first moments nearing adulthood, when I realized how powerful memory was — or at least it was the first time it hurt the most. And there was nothing I could do about the pain of the past — it just settled over me.

There are worse things than being thirty-five, single, and female in New York. Like: Being twenty-five, singled, and female in New York. It's a rite of passage few women would want to repeat. It's about sleeping with the wrong men, wearing the wrong clothes, having the wrong roommate, saying the wrong thing, being ignored, getting fired, not being taken seriously, and generally being treated like shit. But it's necessary.