The young always have the same problem—how to rebel and conform at the same time. They have now solved this by defying their elders and copying one another.

No wise man ever wished to be younger.

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.

Rejoice, young man, while you are young, and let your heart cheer you in the days of your youth. Follow the inclination of your heart and the desire of your eyes, but know that for all these things God will bring you into judgment.

Bright youth passes as quickly as thought.

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

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

Ah, there are no children nowadays.

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

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.

No one’s serious at seventeen.

The young leading the young is like the blind leading the blind.

Childhood has no forebodings—but then, it is soothed by no memories of outlived sorrow.