Sometimes you have to let go a little bit and travel the path of least resistance but this doesn’t mean that you quit when things get tough, as you are working towards a goal! It...

We make people into Gods, desperate that they never leave us and hopeful that someday, if we ever deserve it, maybe they’ll love us back even half way.

We can’t go back, Alexa”, he said. ” We can’t go back once we’ve started growing up, and the world can’t be made simple again.

You can’t make me be nice.You can’t make me be good.You can’t make me believe.But your example, your kindness, your patience and love will affect me perhaps enough that eventually I may choose to do...

Every single person is vulnerable to unexpected defeat in this inmost emotional self. At every moment, behind the most efficient seeming adult exterior, the whole world of the person’s childhood is being carefully held like...

I’d ask you to be careful tomorrow, if I thought you’d listen to me,’ I said to him.He looked sympathetic but annoyed. ‘Mum, I’m not a baby anymore.’ Then sensing that I was on the...

It’s as if once you hit high school, you’re programmed, like a robot, to be an asshole to your parents.

There is no night porter wandering about in King’s. The authorities pay you the compliment, ugly gate-crasher, of treating you as a grown-up. And since we are not grown-up you and I, we will perform...

The modern view seems to me to involve a false conception of growth. They accuse us of arrested development because we have not lost a taste we had in childhood. But surely arrested development consists...

Since when do you look out for me? You really have grown up.””Had to happen sometime,” I say.

By the second cycle of the solstice of the warm time, the One will face the enemy. And the One will unearth the Shield of the Northern Lights and smote the enemy with daring and...

I was a weird little kid. I was very irritable, bored, frustrated. I felt my imagination bubbling inside my head without having any way to express itself. Given a crayon and paper, I would not...

It could have been so beautiful.The way I learned and got free and swore to never love another person ever againand it could have been so beautiful,the way I actually did.

You need not be sorry for her. She was one of the kind that likes to grow up. In the end she grew up of her own free will a day quicker than the other...

in the know” assured me that they were beautiful.

A child, like your stomach, doesn’t need all you can afford to give it.

Dorastać znaczy stawać się bardziej nikczemnym

Growing up is when you understand you get what you give, not what you’re given.

Life is brief, young maiden, fall in love; before the crimson bloom fades from your lips, before the tides of passion cool within your hips, for those of you who know no tomorrow. (Gondola no...

We’re growing up and I don’t like it,” said Tacy, as they say at Heinz’s later, drinking coffee.

I would have given anything to keep her little. They outgrow us so much faster than we outgrow them.Brian Fitzgerald, talking about his children.

Parents rarely let go of their children, so children let go of them. They move on. They move away. The moments that used to define them – a mother’s approval, a father’s nod – are...

Everything hurts right now and nothing is helping because as the pain is getting worse — so is the love.

I write letters to you that you’ll never see.

That night, Gregory dreamt of his mother. It was a dream that he’d have carried to his therapist like a raw, precious egg if he’d had a therapist, and the dream made him wish he...

As a teen-ager growing up there weren’t things to watch,

Everything was brighter and more colorful in those years, as if my youth was ending in an explosion of unreal passion. Memories like these make my life sacred and holy.

Some people grow up with issues because they did not have their parents around growing up, many others have issues because their parents were around growing up

You learn, finally, that you’ll die, and so you try to hang on to your own life, that gentle, naive kid you used to be, but then after a while the sentiment takes over, and...

When you lose your ego, you win. It really is that simple.

We need to go through this; this is all part of growing up.

To become a man is to carry out your word because you gave your word. And your word is you as a man.” – The Legacy Letters, by Carew Papritz

A Fairy must make her own way in the world, for the world will never make way for her. That, incidentally, is the First Theorem of Questing Physicks, which you’ll learn all about when you’re...

At fifteen, I have taken up the burdens of a woman, and have come to feel I am one. Furthermore, I am glad of it. For I now no longer have the time to fall...

It’s hard to have done all one’s growing up since 33 — but that’s a damn sight better than not growing up at all.

All I wanted was my art and the chance to be the creator of my own world, my own reality.

The monsters were never under our bed, but in the forest our future.

We’re from two opposite backgrounds, but whatever’s inside of him, from his core growing up, there’s a quality I like in that he enjoys the game still as a kid. I think that’s important at...

Being the only black player on my team growing up, I dreamt just like everybody else to be in the NHL, … When I would say it, some other kids — not trying to be...

We’re about to hit that age when we’ll be too exhausted to maintain friendships, and the days of hanging out will be long behind us.

But, really, are there any guys out there who aren’t jerks? I don’t even know any grown-up men who aren’t jerks.

You’ll have lots of questions to answer as you get older. Who you are. Who you want to be. What you think about things. Like politics. And romances. And whether you’ll be able to speak...

In a way, losing hope and losing importance are the same thing. It is that youthful vibrance, that eternal longing and believing, that makes youth so important–if you grow old and lose that without finding...

The things you let go will someday teach you how to fly.

I could watch him do this until morning — never asking questions and never interrupting his work. I worship quietly — his intense focus and attention to detail and then, out of no where, I...

Love is my drug of choice, even if it comes laced with pain and disaster.

I ruin everything. I think that a bullet must have passed through my heart when I was very young, causing me to bleed out slowly, over things and people and every white surface that I’d...

Life is too hard, too much to handle. Nobody told me there’d be days like these. How could nobody tell me there’d be days like these? How could they let me grow up like that—happy...

I saw my earlier selves as different people, acquaintances I had outgrown. I wondered how I could ever have been some of them.

That I always had space to run and that I had the opportunity to play with my imagination. I also loved that my mum drew and painted with me. I always remember that my parents...