Quotes About Maturity

Old age is nature's self-criticism.

It's at the borders of pain and suffering that the men are separated from the boys.

Art matures. It is the formal elaboration of activity, complete in its own pattern. It is a cosmos of its own.

The more fully the individual is developed, the greater his freedom.

Even though we weren't old, we were old with all we carried inside.

First wives are a rite of passage into adult life. In many ways it's important that first marriages go wrong. That's how we learn the truth about ourselves.

At 20 a man is a peacock, at 30 a lion, at 40 a camel, at 50 a serpent, at 60 a dog, at 70 an ape, and at 80 nothing.

In the first woman we love, we love everything. Growing older, we love the woman only.

If a man cannot distinguish the difference between the pleasures of two consecutive nights, he has married too early.

White hair often covers the head, but the heart that holds it is ever young.

If love is a child, passion is a man.

Was that what it means to be an adult, to live with ugly ambiguities?

I'd assumed that once I'd passed the age of twenty, I'd gained the power to do everything alone. But I'd been wrong about that, and this just brought it home to me, again, that I still had a long way to go.

You don't necessarily have to want to become an adult; it happens as a matter of course, as you go, making choices. The important thing, I think, is to choose for yourself. Standing

Pero una persona tienen que estar completamente desesperada una vez en su vida y, entonces sabe a qué cosas de sí misma no puede renunciar. Si no, llega a la madurez sin saber qué es realmente lo que importa

I'd assumed that once I'd passed the age of twenty, I'd gained the power to do everything alone. But I'd been wrong about that, and this just brought it home to me, again, that I still had a long way to go. The sense of failure, however, was a strangely comfortable one-- the feeling of looking up and starting over again after pride and defensiveness had slipped away, and left me soft and crumpled on the ground.

I used to think that age would bring wisdom. It doesn't, it just brings confusion. But I find that this confusion is artistically useful. It's a kind of progression, a negative progression. It's moving into areas that you didn't know were there. It becomes more dreamlike all the time.

A still tongue keeps a wise head.

More than anything, I think as our country matures, we recognize that women deserve to be treated with respect and dignity.

trust me, there is nothing sadder than a vampire with a removable upper plate and a subscription to Modern Maturity.

Without benefit of maturity or therapy, I had no way of knowing that the darkness was as much inside me as it was outside me, or that I had any power to affect its hold on me.

We had all commenced that thrusting and parrying that always goes on when you meet new people. How I hated those games. I wondered if they went on forever. Did you ever grow up enough not to have to jockey for position? Could you ever just say, 'Hi, I'm Rachel Gold. I like to read and eat. Who are you?

learned to keep my distance at an early age. A survival mechanism, you might say. I'm working on it, though. Another thirty years and I should about have it mastered.

The important part of growing older was the growing part. Resisting change meant forever standing still, which was a sad way to live.