I’ve never understood why people consider youth a time of freedom and joy. It’s probably because they have forgotten their own.

No one’s serious at seventeen.

Childhood knows what it wants—to leave childhood behind.

Even members of the nobility, let alone persons of no consequence, would do well not to have children. 

A dissolute and intemperate youth hands down the body to old age in a worn-out state.

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

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

Youth, youth, springtime of beauty.

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 man must store up, the old man must use.

Bright youth passes as quickly as thought.

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.

Ah, there are no children nowadays.