I think it’s odd that grown-ups quarrel so easily and so often and about such petty matters. Up to now I always thought bickering was just something children did and that they outgrew it.

Alguns episódios tristes são necessários para darmos valor aos felizes. Afinal, são todos eles somados que nos fazem crescer… e que fazem a série da nossa vida valer a pena.

Children have one kind of silliness, as you know, and grown-ups have another kind.

The problem with a man is, he is no more a child.

When you are a grown up your brothers become your neighbors and your unconditional brotherhood become your conditional neighborhood.

Who told you you couldn’t come back when you’re grown? Was it the same person who told you grown-ups don’t cry or blush or clap their hands when they’re happy? Don’t try to say otherwise,...

It wasn’t a bit of good fighting grown-ups. They could do exactly as they liked.

You have to write the book that wants to be written. And if the book will be too difficult for grown-ups, then you write it for children.

They stared at her curiously, and she caught snatches of conversation in two or three languages. It wasn’t hard to guess their content, and she smiled a bit primly. Youth, it appeared, was full of...