One boy’s a boy; two boys be half a boy, and three boys be no boy at all’, ran the old country saying.

It could be yesterdaywhen I was less in loveI thinkFor I didn’t see you in the mirrorbehind mewhile getting dressed.The way your hands couldn’t stay awayand our bodies always found their ways back to each...

‎”She was not a little girl heart-broken about him; she was a grown woman smiling at it all, but they were wet smiles.

I had a dream about you. The seasons changed, but you did not. You were the same old person you always were, only older. And I was the same old person I always was, only...

One of the professors told me last week that he feels bad teaching with the way the economy is now. ‘What’s the point?’ he said. ‘Kids aren’t getting jobs.’ You never hear faculty talk that...

The boy should enclose and keep, as his life, the old child at the heart of him, and never let it go. He must still, to be a right man, be his mother’s darling, and...

Confusion is a luxury which only the very, very young can possibly afford and you are not that young anymore

Galinda didn’t see the verdant world through the glass of the carriage; she saw her own reflection instead. She had the nearsightedness of youth. She reasoned that because she was beautiful she was significant, though...

I never felt more free in this world, than when I was five years old

My mother picked me up in her arms, touching my checks comforting my distress. I stared into her eyes and held her hair in my small hands, for the first time realizing what a moment...

Unfortunately, very few governments think about youth unemployment when they are drawing up their national plans.

Our first youth is of no value; for we are never conscious of it, until after it is gone. But sometimes–always, I suspect, unless one is exceedingly unfortunate–there comes a sense of second youth, gushing...

Our physical body knows it cannot function without physical water. So, too, our spiritual life should realize that it can’t function without the “living water” of Gods Word.

You are young. So you know everything. You leap into the boat and begin rowing. But, listen to me. Without fanfare, without embarrassment, without doubt,I talk directly to your soul. Listen to me.

They to whom a boy comes asking, Who am I, and what am I to be? have need of ever so much care. Each word in answer may prove to the after-life what each finger-touch...

His name is Marcus: he is four and a half and possesses that deep gravity and seriousness that only small children and mountain gorillas have ever been able to master.

We shouldn’t have been so scornful; we should have had compassion. But compassion takes work, and we were young.

…I always thought youth were idealists – now, I’m not so sure – I’m more idealistic now then at 17…

when it comes to youit belongs to youand, when it belongs to you, it is your.Take care of your challenges

I cherished her individuality, that spark of independence no child should lose to life’s restrictions and parameters.

Who can know the heart of youth but youth itself?

O you youths, Western youths,So impatient, full of action, full of manly pride and friendship,Plain I see you Western youths, see you tramping with the foremost,Pioneers! O pioneers!

Of course, you were crowned with laurel in the beginning, your gold hair was wreathed with laurel, but the gold is thinning and the laurel has withered. Face it – pitiful monster.

Neoteny is more than retaining a youthful appearance, although that is often part of it. Neoteny is the retention of all those wonderful qualities that we associate with youth: curiosity, playfulness, eagerness, fearlessness, warmth, energy....

More than once I should have lost my soul to radicalism if it had been the originality it was mistaken for by its young converts.

The phrase “after-life” was also vaguely confused with going to church and not wanting to be dead – a perplexity which can be omitted from a narrative in which I am doing my best to...

He does not despise real woods because he has read of enchanted woods; the reading makes all real woods a little enchanted.

When your youth is about to enter in old age it shouldn’t wonder, what happened? it must say, well done.

Walking out with the people, I didn’t know which was more exciting, the air race, the parachute jump that failed, or the cunt.

He felt a strange pang. It was, perhaps, the fault of old Mr Jonathan, speaking of Juliet… No Juliet here – unless perhaps one could imagine Juliet a survivor – living on, deprived of Romeo…...

For at this stage in our youth we can hold two kinds of anticipation of love, which seem contradictory and yet coexist and reinforce each other. We can dream delicately because even to imagine it...

Tuwape watoto wetu haki yao ya msingi ya kuwa watoto katika siku za ujana wao, kabla hawajawa watoto tena watakapokuwa wakubwa.

I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn’t know how to handle anything,at any time,and I am not your fault.

Children are notoriously curious about everything, everything except… the things people want them to know. It then remains for us to refrain from forcing any kind of knowledge upon them, and they will be curious...

He had never before felt so self-consciously young, nor experienced such appetite, such impatience for the story to begin.

The languor of Youth – how unique and quintessential it is! How quickly, how irrecoverably, lost!

Everybody’s youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.

When one is young, one venerates and despises without that art of nuances which constitutes the best gain of life, and it is only fair that one has to pay dearly for having assaulted men...

Well, sir, it is precisely my notion that one sees and learns most of all by observing our younger generations.

You are young, and rich, and have friends, and at such an age I know it is hard to die!

The more formidable the contradiction between inexhaustible life-joy and inevitable fate, the greater the longing which reveals itself in the kingdom of poetry and in the self-created world of dreams hopes to banish the dark...

The sun stands for energy and youth, which is what I thought the circus should be about.

Whatever my situation is, I want to show that I’m not perfect, and perfect isn’t real. The youth need to know that, especially.

How we are almost nothing. We think, in our youth, we are the centre of the universe, but we simply respond, go this way or that by accident, survive or improve by the luck of...

Those sweet lips. My, oh my, I could kiss those lips all night long.Good things come to those who wait.

L’Age Licence. As in: License to experience, mess up, license to fail, license to do… whatever, before you’re settled.

When you’re young, you think it’s going to be solved by love. But it never is. Being close-as close as you can get-to another person only makes it clear the impassable distance between you.

Don’t under-rate the scope of your influence in your youth. Don’t think you have all the time to make a difference in this world. Recognize that both brown and green leaves fall to the ground.

He was waving. “Saukerl,” she laughed, and as she held up her hand, she knew completely that he was simultaneously calling her a Saumensch. I think that’s as close to love as eleven-year-olds can get.

At the age of six I wanted to be a cook. At seven I wanted to be Napoleon. And my ambition has been growing steadily ever since.