Quotes About Maturity

The experienced life is far more fulfilling than the blissful and innocent life. Y'know who said that?" "Jesus." "No, not Jesus. William Blake.

It's a fairly accurate portrait of me at eighteen, minus a few quirks like reckless driving and eating binges. It's accurate but it isn't profound.

Razumevanje in površnost, nista odvisna od let, ampak od poti, ki jo kdo prehodi.

Sólo al envejecer nos damos cuenta de la gravedad de ciertas palabras, y todo lo que nos hemos perdido —por superficialidad, por egoísmo, por prisa— pesa sobre nuestro corazón, pero el tiempo ya habrá pasado y no vuelve atrás.

You're a damn dog, Adam finally snapped. If you're good enough to fuck someone, be a man enough to take responsibility for the result

Wouldn't you be pleased if I decided I'm becoming too old for adventuring?" Viscount Dare frowned. "You're not too old for it. But I'd like to think you're becoming too wise for it.

He announces that lately he keeps losing things. Like your wife and child, I want to say, but don´t. At fourty, I´ve learned not to say everything clever, not to score every point.

This was another item about growing up: you encountered all the cliches of love and loss and heartbreak.

Why can men be boys all of their lives, but we women must grow old while we are yet young?

I felt wise and cynical as all hell.

Why honey, don't you want to get dressed? My mother took care never to tell me to do anything. She would only reason with me sweetly, like one intelligent, mature person with another. It's almost three in the afternoon. I'm writing a novel, I said. I haven't got time to change into this and change into that.

I must bridge the gap between adolescent glitter and mature glow

I needed experience. How Could I write about life when I'd never had a love affair or a baby or even seen anybody die?

Why honey, don't you want to get dressed? My mother took care never to tell me to do anything. She would only reason with me sweetly, like one intelligent, mature person with another.

My mother took care never to tell me to do anything. She would only reason with me sweetly, like one intelligent, mature person with another.

I felt the first man I slept with must be intelligent, so I would respect him. […] I also needed somebody quite experienced to make up for my lack of it […].

Then I knew what the trouble was - I needed experience. How could I write about life when I'd never had a love affair or a baby or seen anybody die?

Jay Cee wanted to teach me something, all the old ladies I ever knew wanted to teach me something, but I suddenly didn't think they had anything to teach me. I fitted the lid on my typewriter and clicked it shut.

We grow. It hurts at first.

must work for a state in myself which is stoic: the old state of working & waiting. I have had the most unfortunate hap: the bright glittery youth from 17 to 20 and then the break-up and the dead lull while I fight to make the experiences of my early maturity available to my typewriter.

The art of avoiding extremes is an art that is drawn on the canvas of maturity and painted with the abstract strokes of many experiences.

Our grown-up was dinged and damaged.  One of us was only thirteen and knew far less than he thought he did, and the eleven-year-old among us had to work to keep from whining. I wanted my mother in a powerful way, which I made a brave attempt to hide.

A curse is like a child, formed To grow to maturity: Accident is design And design is accident In a cloud of unknowing.

I can't fucking believe you're saying this. You know better. Being a grownup is suicide to an artist.