A sick child is always the mother’s property; her own feelings generally make it so.

No wise man ever wished to be younger.

Grown up, and that is a terribly hard thing to do. It is much easier to skip it and go from one childhood to another.

The young man must store up, the old man must use.

No one’s serious at seventeen.

The thing that impresses me most about America is the way parents obey their children.

No time to marry, no time to settle down, I’m a young woman, and ain’t done runnin’ round.

There comes a time in every rightly constructed boy’s life when he has a raging desire to go somewhere and dig for hidden treasure.

I was born at a very early age. Before I had time to regret it, I was four and a half years old.

The boy is, of all wild beasts, the most difficult to manage. 

Youth is the time to go flashing from one end of the world to the other both in mind and body, to try the manners of different nations, to hear the chimes at midnight.

Youth, youth, springtime of beauty.

The distinction between children and adults, while probably useful for some purposes, is at bottom a specious one, I feel. There are only individual egos, crazy for love.