Yeah, I am crazy. Ok. May be I am. But I prefer to be crazy than being a dummy.

Sehen Sie, gerade in der Kunst brauchen wir wieder eine Jugend die zu allen Problemen akitv Stellung nimmt.

They’re obviously an established program and they’ve got a great youth hockey program up there which really feeds that high school.

Tyler rolls out of bed, sniffs the armpits of yesterday’s T-shirt, tosses it aside, gets another out of the drawer. His dad sometimes asks him why he sets his alarm so early — it’s summer...

This world demands the qualities of youth; not a time of life but a state of mind, a temper of the will, a quality of the imagination, a predominance of courage over timidity, of the...

You’re never too old to be young.

It’s never too late to have a happy childhood.

If we were teenagers, I could kiss you. But I’m on a platform behind a counter wearing a name tag and we’re too old to be young.

Only LEFT and RIGHT hand can hold each other and walk together…Only RIGHTs are enough to say bye.Nobody is perfect in the world, if you Love the perfection of his/her imperfections then LOVE exists.

She is too absorbed in the difficulties of being seventeen to want to hear the confusions of forty-four.

Good habits formed at youth make all the difference.

You young people never say anything. And us old folks don’t know how to stop talking.

It was a strange business and it made a sad and curious impression on me; everything that had belonged to me in these earlier years of my life left me, was alien and lost to...

Being passionate about something is the most beautiful characteristic you can develop.

He did not alarm her, for she thought she had seen him before in the faces of many women who have no children. Perhaps he is to be found in the faces of some mothers...

I’d sit around dreaming that the boys I saw at shows or at work – the boys with silver earrings and big boots – would tell me I was beautiful, take me home and feed...

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...

The curse of having young people about the house was that they were always so redolent of possibility.

We chose younger and younger politicians to lead us because they looked good on television and were sharp. But really we should be looking for wisdom, and choosing people who had acquired it; and such...

What do you do?’ she asks, holding out the vest.’What do you do?”What do you do?’ she asks, her voice shaking. ‘Don’t ask me, please. Okay, Clay?”Why not?’She sits on the mattress after I get...

I don’t think I really saw people except as appendages to my needs. It’s only now, looking back, that I understand, but at the time I lived in a brilliantly lit haze, shifting and flickering...

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...

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!