Growing Up Quotes
Why is it when people are proud of me that my life sucks?”“Because growing up means making tough choices, and doing the right thing doesn’t necessarily mean doing the thing that feels good.
It's true that I never wanted to grow up. But how important was it really — to have decided to be human?
No more dreamin about the whole adult gig, We’re no longer burnin’ toward nothing, dude. Just well on our way on a mythical ship, which no longer touches Land. God Bless the Cap’n.
No thanks. This is a lovely dream, but it's a child's dream. I know some who'd argue the point, but I grew up long ago. - Rose Red (Fables: Vol.21, Happily Ever After)
That's the downside of growing up. There's a lot of pretending involved. We frequently act like someone other than who we really are because we don't know or aren't comfortable with our true selves.
The only thing worse than not knowing where she belonged...was knowing where she didn't.
Some days, Kaylin fervently wished that she had already passed Adult 101 and could get on with being the person she wanted to be.
Don't give up all your romance, Anne, " he whispered shyly, "a little bit is a good thing - not too much, of course, but keep a little of it, Anne, keep a little of it.
The nice thing about being an adolescent is being able to make mature decisions when you need them and being able to just flow alone with life when you don't.
She had gills while other people were breathing with lungs. There was, however, no point in dwelling on it, as it was too later to grow up differently.
Growing older does not seem to make you more certain. It simply presents you with more reasons for doubt.
I knew that I did not want to go to that juvenile diversion program because I had an intuitive sense that it would turn me irrevocably into the kind of character that I was now only rehearsing to be.
They both looked at me in a way that was fast becoming familiar: two parts bafflement to one part awe at my talent for making a bad situation worse.
I spent my life learning to feel less. Every day I felt less. Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?
You move on. You move back. On because you're always getting older, back because there's always a set of habits and routines to catch you and suck you back in when your guard is down.
It turns out, after a lot of exploration, that I'm not really a princess. A swell gal, sure, but not a princess.
The only thing that keeps me going, is the desire to get away as far as possible.
I wonder how long it will take for me to feel as adult inside as I look outside.
At some point, you're no longer growing up, you're aging. But no one can pinpoint that moment exactly.
I'll only tell you what matters. And the truth is, everything matters. Nothing is an accident, really.
I realize now, I was learning how to walk as well. I haven’t mastered the steps, I fall too. But im on my path, my path... and one day that path... will take me to her.
Sometimes you really want to say "Duh, " but you can't. It's a part of growing up, I guess.
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.
This is the first fall that I haven't gone to school. Maybe that's why I feel weird all the time.
Since when do you look out for me? You really have grown up.""Had to happen sometime, " I say.
How do we deal with all the people we’ve been? What happens when we have to confront them?
It was like adults had their own little world that we weren't allowed to be a part of, and it didn't make sense because we were part of the world, too.
I'm seventeen today and dressed for a party. But I can't move. I can't think, much less move. I can't breathe, much less think. This is the moment when my life will change forever.
Remember, it's still a mystery to be an adult. If you knew it all before eighteen, you'd have nothing to look forward to.
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.
I don't really enjoy it, Mom.""And you've always felt this way?""I don't know. I guess I want a break.
I guess that’s what growing up is. Saying good-by to a lot of things. Sometimes it is easy and sometimes it isn’t. But it is all right.
Perhaps I just wanted to know what it was that I wanted. Maybe that is all that growing up means.
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.
Seniority has nothing to do with intellectuality, your individuality wins the majority or minority, simply because you maintained the status quo of your peculiarity.
My existence is young like the blossoming leaves. I have experienced nothing yet.
How did I get to be a grown-up? At times, I find myself still sitting on the hillside, plotting revenge against the adult world.
The older I get the more mixed up life seems. When you're little, it's all so plain. It's all laid out like a game ready to play. You think you know exactly how it's going to go. But things happen...
You don't grow up, she reasoned now, until you begin to evaluate yourself, to recognize your good traits and acknowledge that you have a few faults.
You think everyone will stay behind and do everything you did all over again, forever. You picture old geezers in jean jackets doing whip-its behind the plaza.
Young women dream of romance and passion as men dream of conquest because those dreams are necessary goads to leaving home and growing up.
Jump, when they say, and ask, how high? It is the only way to truly fit in. And who would want to be any different?
you know what her punishment is for tormenting you way back when?" he said.I looked at him.He said, "her punishment is being her,