Quotes About Maturity

growing up is about growing in wisdom and virtue and learning to curtail our selfishness so that we can give ourselves more selflessly to others.

In youth one has tears without grief; in age, griefs without tears

There is a slowness in affairs which ripens them, and a slowness which rots them.

There was no sign of the shoulder injury that had kept Sorreltail from her warrior ceremony for so long, and no trace of bitterness that she had waited twice as long as other apprentices to receive her warrior name. Though she was older than Leafpaw, she still had all the joyful energy of a kit.

few moons ago, he wouldn't even share prey with me. But we all learned lessons when our friends died.

Knowledge is wasted on those without the wisdom to know how to use it. And wisdom comes only with time.

Now Darkstripe,' Graypaw hissed to Firepaw under his breath, 'is neither young, nor pretty.

Scars fade with time. And the ones that never go away, well, they build character, maturity, caution.

El conocimiento nos hace responsables

Pero a menudo los textos eran jeroglíficos, hay así obras para las cuales no hemos madurado como lectores hasta hoy. Se asemejan a transparentes cuyos letreros son desvelados por el resplandor del mundo del fuego.

She pats my knee. I'm going to tell you something my grandmother told me when I was fifteen years old. `Eliza, you won't ever be content with someone if you can't learn how to be content by yourself first.

Age does not bring you wisdom, age brings you wrinkles.

Some men were nothing but overgrown boys who never got over the "fun" of teasing girls, just to get noticed

Until he turned twelve, Nimrod was a shitty person. The kind of whiner that, if he wasn't your best friend, you'd have kicked his ass a long time ago. And then one day, just before his bar mitzvah, they put insoles in his shoes, and suddenly the guy was a whole new human being.

You grow up the day you have your first real laugh at yourself.

Quite a warm friendship had sprung up during the month between the little fair-faced girl, who looked with such serene blue eyes to a future she felt must be beautiful, and the world-worn man, who looked back to a past all blackened and unlovely by his own acts.

I still forget, sometimes, that I am no longer 12 years old.

I must not feel bound to ignore something today because I rejected it in the past. Books that seem to contain nothing worthwhile when I first read them may have much to teach when read by eyes of more mature experience. (Tuesday 8th October 1822)

The end of childhood is when things cease to astonish us. When the world seems familiar, when one has got used to existence, one has become an adult.

Love? Yes, God loves us. But his love is passionate and seeks faithful, committed love in return. God does not want tame pets to fondle and feed; he wants mature, free people who will respond to him in authentic individuality. For that to happen there must be honesty and truth. The self must be toppled from its pedestal. There must be pure hearts and clear intelligence, confession of sin and commitment in faith.

Church is the textured context in which we grow up in Christ to maturity. But church is difficult. Sooner or later, though, if we are serious about growing up in Christ, we have to deal with church. I say sooner.

Intentions must mature into commitments if we are to become persons with definition, with character, with substance.

Individualism is the growth-stunting, maturity-inhibiting habit of understanding growth as an isolated self-project. Individualism is self-ism with a swagger. The individualist is the person who is convinced that he or she can serve God without dealing with God.

Maturity cannot be hurried, programmed, or tinkered with. There are no steroids available for growing up in Christ more quickly. Impatient shortcuts land us in the dead ends of immaturity.