Coming Of Age Quotes

Somehow, we both got carried away. I don’t know exactly how it happened, but before long, I knew nothing was ever going to be the same.

Even though their marriage had been dead for over two years (her words, not mine), this put her in the role of the innocent. She was now a woman scorned. ~Shattered Reality

I don’t know if this happens in all relationships, but I just got so sick of his all too familiar stories. I had heard these stories so many times that I could have recited them myself.

I've come to realize that love is tragic, somewhere down the line it's inevitable. Fight for it.

At least I rescued your poor hot dog.

It seemed everyone knew their place in it, but I was in the mood where I would rather be alone and look a houseplants.

Why is it so hard? It's hard because it matters, I think.

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.

Patience is the virtue that forges great men.

Growing up, I never felt deprived. I was always happy. It seems only lately I've started seeing everything I didn't have.

It was almost painful to be different.

wasn’t no bit of me willing to ride shotgun to my own funeral.

Was still between Martha and Jane, then, I was. Between the girl I was and who I wanted to be.

The damage and destruction from the soft brush of pen on paper, a minuscule twitch of muscles at the end of manicured fingers, and people's lives forever altered.

Could a scar be like the rings of a tree, reopened with each emotional season?

I am made of a thousand ghosts. Only you can shoot me down.

Perhaps death is just a big lie.

You and I have been friends long enough to know how to treat each other . . . I'm leaving for college. I think I've outgrown the rules.

Life is not only consisted of "yes" and "no", but a lot of "yes and's" and "no but's".

If she had looked into his eyes at that very moment she would have seen the inferno that she had thrown him into.

Instead of a criminal or a drug addict, I was looking at a boy—just a boy.

What can I do?” his gaze on me was intense, like I was some sort of love guru or something. I almost laughed out loud at how unqualified I was for that position.

I was not a believer in instalove. So said the rational part of my brain.

I think I knew from the first moment I met her, she would be the one to replace me. I didn't think it would happen that fast, but it did.

Whuppins were like kid taxes we paid with our behinds.

I push through physical pain. Life hurts. I enjoy the positives.

This city is yawning before me, but I'm not tired.

Was Jane now. All Jane. Come calamity or come calm, was myself and none else.

I just wish that God or my parents or Sam or my sister or someone would just tell me what's wrong with me. Just tell me how to be different in a way that makes sense.

I knew just being a girl in the world handicapped your ability to believe yourself. Feelings seemed completely unreliable, like faulty gibberish scraped from a Ouija board.

If there's something I'm not good at, it's usually because I just organically despise it. I can't help that. I'm fabulous at too many other things to waste my time faking it.

He's got all the pains of being lost and all the benefits of being told where to go. He wants it the other way around.

And I envy you. You have the one thing that matters. You have all your discoveries before you.

When you're finally a grown-up, one of the things you find is that there are no grown-ups.

Did you recently turn into a jerk or have you been one since birth?

Do I look like I want to be involved in your teen love saga? Ask someone who cares.

He’s so powerful. Who knows maybe he’s advanced past eating

My name is Arianna Morganna Brittany DuLac--you can imagine why I went by the name Ryan.

If the future of the free world depends on me, please accept my apology in advance

It scored a direct hit on my eardrum and rattled around in side my head

I turn and run, watching my feet trample a massacre of weeds. I mourn them. The only thing that grows is dandelions in the cracks of the sidewalk and we always end up killing them.

But it wasn't anyone! ... What could I say I was a freak - an Empty.

Belonging to a place isn't nearly as necessary as belonging to people you love and who love you and need you.

Children played guessing games, telling each other whether the gun fired was and AK-47, a G3, an RPG, or a machine gun.

...ya can't get to Nevada on five bucks and a bad heart...

...people who don't live at least a little bit in fear, have nothing left to live for.

Being a child sucked. Being a teenager was worse. And being an adult seemed so far away that I had a better chance at swimming the length of the ocean than growing up.

I'm tired of their plastic pony show.

When you find the one, when you share the spark of kismet, then it becomes inconceivable to walk through life with anyone else.

Dear God, please help me to be the kind of person who my dogs think I am.