Quotes About Maturity

I don't want to put a pause on the rest of my life I'm really enjoying getting older and the wisdom that comes from that.

I was the designated grown up in a family that operated in different reality than the rest of the world.

we held fast together, and wept somewhat, each into the hollow of the other's shoulder. Maybe it is easier to weep when one grows old, than it was in the flower of life. The strength ebbs, or the wisdom grows ...

She listened with her head bowed, biting one knuckle like a doleful child. But there was nothing childish about the look she gave me. It held a startled awareness, as if she'd had to grow up in a hurry, painfully. I had a feeling that she was the one who had suffered most in the family trouble.

He was a man of fifty-five or so wearing an open-necked white shirt from which his head jutted like a weathered statue.

Her eyes, dark brown and experienced, carried a little luggage underneath.

Thus, an aspect of man's revolt against maturity and against life is his revolt against knowledge. Whereas the natural man may seek knowledge as a substitute for God, and as a means of becoming God (Gen. 3: 5), he soon turns from knowledge itself because it is inescapably revelational of God.

Apart from the fact that your physical ability starts to decline, I also think someone in their fifties being childlike becomes a little sad. You've got to be careful.

In a spiritually sensitive culture, then, it might well be that age is something to be admired or envied.

For us, it's all progress from infancy to adulthood—language, walking, winking, sex.

You gotta be a man to play baseball for a living, but you gotta have a lot of little boy in you, too.

How we experience life is in direct relationship to our inner condition: to our psychological health and maturity and our understanding of the purpose for living, and what we are willing to do to live our lives successfully.

No mature style of art in any culture has ever been simple. In certain cultures, an overall symmetry may conceal the complexity of the work at first glance.

I've developed into quite a swan. I'm one of those people that will probably look better and better as I get older until I drop dead of beauty.

When one came to know them it was surprising how childish grown people could be.

I know now it is children who accept life; grown people cover it up and pretend it is different with drinks.

So many grown-up people seem to be nothing very much.

Everyone knows about the diminishments of growing older, but no one talks about the expanding strengths. Paired with intellect, your intuition grows increasingly stronger and more on point.

That's what birthdays were. Days when you found out where you stood. Who was on your side and who wasn't. Nothing to do with how old you were.

He's old enough to know what's right, but young enough not to choose it. He wise enough to win the world, but fool enough to lose it.

He's old enough to know what's right, but young enough not to choose it. He's wise enough to win the world, but fool enough to lose it.

As children we are all individualists; it is only as we grow older that we acquire a certain grey similarity to each other.

Eighteen, and in control of my own destiny. For that man is strongest who stands alone.

I was in my late twenties then, and my outlook on life was still quite romantic; the cynicism that was to come with the thirties had not yet set in.