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.

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.

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.

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.

Most men employ the first years of their life in making the last miserable.

Blessed are the young, for they shall inherit the national debt.

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

No wise man ever wished to be younger.

Youth, youth, springtime of beauty.

I shall soon be six-and-twenty. Is there anything in the future that can possibly console us for not being always twenty-five?

No one’s serious at seventeen.

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.

Bright youth passes as quickly as thought.