Grown-Up Quotes
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Her heart-is given him, with all its love and truth. She would joyfully die with him, or, better than that, die for him. She knows he has failings, but she thinks they have grown up through his being like one cast away, for the want of something to trust in, and care for, and think well of.
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A grownup is a child with layers on.
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All grown-ups were once children... but only few of them remember it.
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I was a young man wanting to slay dragons, but I'd grown up swaddled and in a post-dragon world.
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I've grown up with racism my entire life. I've been bullied, sent to the hospital, beat up, I've been called a Chink and a Gook. Every single racial slur an Asian person can be called, I've been called it.
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By the time I'd grown up, I naturally supposed that I'd grown up.
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Everything's possible when you're seven years old." She sighed. "But then you hit an age where you decide it's cooler not to believe in anything at all.... It's called being grown-up.
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I'd hate to be too grown-up. That would be dull.
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You never feel so grown up as when you are eleven, and never so young and unsure as when you are forty.
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Wealthy societies, for reasons largely well-intentioned but now producing unintended consequences, are making it easier for their teens to avoid the rigors and responsibilities of becoming a grown-up. Arnett calls those years the “self-focused age,” when there are few real responsibilities, few “daily obligations,” limited “commitments to others.” In a stage when young people were once supposed to learn to “stand alone as a self-sufficient person,” they find themselves increasingly paralyzed by over-choice. There are nearly unlimited personal-social options yet too few concrete work-related accomplishments.
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I've been able to play a kid up to this point and pretend that I'm not a grown-up - well, at least for two hours a night!
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Having grown up in dire poor, the thing that I hated the most in life was poverty.
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As a child, I was an observer, a listener for the stories of grown-ups. I led a quiet, solitary life with my mother, interrupted in the evenings by the arrival of my father who preferred to live in a state of emergency.
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I wanted to play some more grown-up music - jazz.
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We had grown up thinking that a stranger must not even touch us, but that our father, our boyfriend, and our husband could hit us when they liked, out of love, to educate us, to reeducate us.
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Mima was like the tree. In this desert where I’d grown up, Mima had shaded me from the sun. She was a tree. How would I live without that tree?
