Quotes About Maturity

The heyday of woman's life is the shady side of fifty.

We are both what time has wrought of us

You are wise, Mama." "The price of experience," she said. "I wish I had been wiser when I was younger.

Just remember when temptation comes your way that a boy will drink beyond his means and a man will know when he's had enough." "Yes

You've grown up, girl. You've grown up real nice, Welcome home

Is a man less of a man, because he's learned to hold his tongue?

It is when children start to question their happiness that they lose it and grow up.

Now she watched Nat as a small child watches a teacher from whom it must at all costs learn. He took to himself each day as it came with childlike trustfulness, and so did she. He never complained, and neither did she. He took every misfortune with a grin, and so did she. He took upon himself all the hardest and most unpleasant duties as a matter of mere routine, and she tried to do the same

One would know the first cold breath of old age, she thought, when one found oneself in a world where there was no one left to whom one was a child.

The older you get, the closer your loves are to the surface . She was breathing rarefied air, the ether you come upon at high altitudes. I understood finally how long-held grievances and petty smallnesses might get burned off, and pure creativity and humour remain.

But some feelings take a long time, they sort of grow behind your back. You turn around thirty years later and there they are.

Spare me your uninformed teen ideology.

If you're not going to get any wiser, what's the point of getting older?

it appears that my bourgeois education inculcated hopelessly false notions of taste and morality, and along with them the pressing need to disseminate them by leadership. By the time I was mature enough to ofer them, society had developed and no longer felt in need of my mildewed fruits.

Hazel was old, but with children still little: she had an exhausted air of experience, someone who thought a lot of things but actually knew very few.

All right. This might sound like a dumb question, but—what stage of life are you in? Are you young, middle-aged? I know you're not old." She checked him out, standing at the back of the cage, spinning an acorn. He was inarguably solid. She said, "I know already. You're in your prime." • • • PRIMES CAME in all sizes, and despite popular belief, could come around and around, like trees through the seasons.

Can you stop calling me kid?" I snapped. "It may have escaped your attention, but I am not actually a child." The left corner of his mouth crept upward. "It hasn't escaped my attention.

Adulthood isn't black and white - it's a thousand shades of grey. Or taupe. It's not who you are, it's where you are.

The thing is, that world doesn't exist. All growing up means is that your realize no one will come along to fix things. No one will come along to save you.

I always wanted to be grown up. When I was little I couldn't wait to be a teenager and go to high school. When I got there I wanted to be done with it, wanted to get out into the world, the real one, and live in it. The thing is, that world doesn't exist. All growing up means is that you realize no one will come along to fix things. No one will come along to save you.

All growing up means is that you realize no one will come along and fix things.

I didn't understand most of what he was saying. I should have had to understand what he was saying. I was still so young. And I certainly should not have had to learn it this way!

In all the photos I see the boy I once knew and the man he became, a flawed but decent man whom I grew to care about in a more complicated way than I had ever cared about the boy.

But we're both old enough to know things now, and that's good." "What things?" "When to shut up, mainly.