Quotes About Maturity

He's…grown." "Yeah…I guess we didn't notice… "It was inevitable." "A young man's growth is always…so bright it makes old people want to look away.

Hold on! Ichigo! Listen…I don't know what you're going through, but…stop worrying about me. I'm not one of your classmates! I'm a grownup! I'm too old to have a kid like you worrying about me! So if something happened you better tell me! Kids… are allowed to rely on adults!

A fork in the developmental path leads a child either to imitate adults in order to become more assertive and powerful themselves, or consciously to display weakness so as to get adult help and attention.

You just had to apply judgment to your action, and such judgment came with experience—but experience often came from bad decisions.

But if you don't address financial issues in a grown-up fashion, you'll end up poor, which is no fun at all.

After all, what was adult life but one moment of weakness after another?

Stan and Rudy are grown men. It's too late to shape their minds, to teach them values and a sense of compassion. You have to do that when kids are young, before their personalities harden and they come to love their own ignorance.

When they tell you to grow up, they mean stop growing.

Personally, I've found maturity an overrated quality except in wine, for both creative artists and lively people in general have much to gain from facing the world with the unsullied vision, flexible responses, and playful sensibilities of a child.

Romantic love is ambulatory by nature, and it must be anchored in strata more stable than lust if it's to last. Marital disintegration is accelerated when only one, or neither, party is grounded and growing, or growing at different rates or in different directions. As I became increasingly interested in cultural matters, matters of the mind and spirit, my teenage bride waxed more and more materialistic.

Behavioral traits such as curiosity about the world, flexibility of response, and playfulness are common to all young mammals but are rapidly lost with the onset of maturity in all but humans. Humanity has , when it has advanced, not because it was sober, responsible, and cautious, but because it has been playful, and rebellious, and immature.

Age is a very high price to pay for maturity.

It is plain that there are some things a girl is allowed to understand, and these include the whole of algebra, but there are others, such as embracing a side of beef, that must be kept from her until she is old enough to have a carcass of her own.

Wisdom doesn't necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by itself.

In fact her maturity and blood kinship converted her passion to fever, so it was more affliction than affection. It literally knocked her down at night, and raised her up in the morning, for when she dragged herself off to bed, having spent another day without his presence, her heart beat like a gloved fist against her ribs. And in the morning, long before she was fully awake, she felt a longing so bitter and tight it yanked her out of a sleep swept clean of dreams.

Grownups don't pay it much attention because they can't imagine anything more majestic to a child than their own selves and so confused dependance for reverence.

What you want to be when you grow up?" Thomas turned the knob with his left hand and opened the door. "A man," he said and left.

All he did from freshman year through sophomore was react -- sneer, laugh, dismiss, find fault, demean -- a young man's version of critical thinking.

And fantasy it was, for we were not strong, only aggressive; we were not free, merely licensed; we were not compassionate, we were polite; not good, but well behaved. We courted death in order to call ourselves brave, and hid like thieves from life. We substituted good grammar for intellect; we switched habits to simulate maturity; we rearranged lies and called it truth, seeing in the new pattern of an old idea the Revelation and the Word

My nature is a quiet one, anyway. As a child I was considered respectful; as a young woman I was called discreet. Later on I was thought to have the wisdom maturity brings.

She herself was no longer a child. So she became, and her process of becoming was like most of ours: she developed a hatred for things that mystified or obstructed her; acquired virtues that were easy to maintain; assigned herself a role in the scheme of things; and harked back to simpler times for gratification.

You couldn't learn age, but adulthood was there for all.

How did it feel Bad. Real bad. That's good. That it made you feel bad. I'm glad. How come? It means you're not a liar. You are deep, Thomas. Frank smiled. What you want to be when you grow up? Thomas turned the knob with his left hand and opened the door. A man, he said and left.

We substituted good grammar for intellect; we switched habits to simulate maturity; we rearranged lies and called it truth, seeing in the new pattern of an old idea the Revelation and the Word.