Quotes About Maturity

I nod. Young love is not always forever. I know.

People fall out of love, or get married for the wrong reasons. People change. The older generation - they got married and had a kid when they were 20. How do you know who you are when you're 20?

There's nothing worse than watching an old wrinkly guy going, 'Hey, baby.' You're like, 'Dude, that's lame.' It's cool to fall in love and grow old with someone.

I love being the bad guy, simply because I was always so responsible, so predictable growing up.

In the early Seventies, I had shoulder-length hair, bell-bottom pants, love beads and shirts that laced up at the front. But then I smartened up.

With the superciliousness of extreme youth, I put thirty-five as the utmost limit at which a man might fall in love without making a fool of himself.

When love is full grown it has few words, and sometimes it growls them out.

My heartfelt wish for you: as you get older, your self will diminish and you will grow in love.

Love makes its record in deeper colors as we grow out of childhood into manhood.

I have grown more forgiving. I accept that not everything is for me. I'm not as in love with my own opinions as I used to be. And anger is not something that comes to me as quickly as it once did.

The vulnerability of opening your heart fully and deeply to another is terrifying, but at a point in my 50s, I realized that I had to step up to the plate.

Age protects love not, but love protects up to a certain degree before age.

I think the older you get, you start to break down the myth and you get to the dirt of it - and if you still love the dirt, then I think you should stay on board.

My first four albums covered the usual youth problems - looking for love in all the wrong places - while the next five are basically about being in your 30s.

many of us are done with adolescence before we are done with adolescent love.

I do think you need different primary kinds of love at different points in your life.

We're not too young for love, just too young for about everything there is that goes with love.

Love can't mature in one room. It has to come out of the full sharing of everything: joys, aspirations, downfalls, all of it. That's the only real path to love.

I was a late bloomer. I'm not one of those girls who's like, "I love my body! Hey, everybody, come look at my body!

I'm too old to do things by half

Why is it so difficult to love wisely, so easy to love too well?

Staid middle age loves the hurricane passions of opera.

We can all agree that first loves can be a scary thing, and that growing up is hard to do.

He would be atleast sixteen-old enough to have a driver's licence- and he would have crinkles around his eyes that showed he had a sense of humor and he would be tall, the kind of boy all the other girls would like to date