Quotes About Maturity

the longer he lived ,the more tyrion realized that nothing was simple and little was true.

My uncle Maegor was cruel," Alysanne was heard to say, "but age is crueler.

Kill the boy and let the man be born.

Life is not a song, sweetling. You may learn that one day to your sorrow.

No man is free. Only children and fools think elsewise.

Innocence and experience make for a perfect marriage.

It is not, in the common and cheap misuse of the term, the most "romantic" arrangement, but some not imperfect in lovelore have held that a woman's love is never so strong as when she is past girlhood and well approaching age, and that a man's is never stronger than when he is just not a boy.

It is a mistake to regard age as a downhill grade toward dissolution. The reverse is true. As one grows older, one climbs with surprising strides.

The young man who has not wept is a savage, and the old man who will not laugh is a fool.

The passions grafted on wounded pride are the most inveterate they are green and vigorous in old age.

Wisdom lies in voluntary finitude and a timely change of heart: until maturity, multiplying the inclusions, up to the limit of natural faculty and moral harmony; afterwards, gladly relinquishing zone after zone of vegetation, and letting the snow-peak of integrity rise to what height it may.

Mein Leben durchgestürmt; erst gross und mächtig, Nun aber geht es weise, geht bedächtig.

When I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I am old, I admire kind people.

It is all too common for caterpillars to become butterflies and then to maintain that in their youth they had been little butterflies. Maturation makes liars of us all.

Much of late modernity assumes that dependence on God is a mark of human immaturity and an obstacle to human freedom. The life of Karol Wojty?a and his accomplishment as Pope John Paul II suggest a dramatic, alternative possibility: that a man who has been seized and transformed by the "more excellent way" can bend the curve of history so that freedom's cause is advanced.

The shabbiest tuppeny doll will rejoice a baby's heart for half the year, but your mature gentleman will go yawning his head off at a five-hundred-franc gadget. And why? Because he has lost the soul of childhood.

All that I know I learned after I was thirty.

Sir Richard sighed. "Rid yourself of the notion that I cherish any villainous designs upon your person," he said. "I imagine I might well be your father. How old are you?" "I am turned seventeen." "Well, I am nearly thirty," said Sir Richard. Miss Creed worked this out. "You couldn't possibly be my father!" "I am far too drunk to solve arithmetical problems. Let it suffice that I have not the slightest intention of making love to you.

I had come to think that the Wampanoag, who dealt so kindly with their babes, were wiser than we in this. What profit was there in requiring little ones to behave like adults? Why bridle their spirits and struggle to break their God-given nature before they had the least understanding of what was wanted of them?

I was not 15 anymore, and choices no longer had that same clear, bright edge to them.

At fifteen, I have taken up the burdens of a woman, and have come to feel I am one. Furthermore, I am glad of it. For I now no longer have the time to fall into such sins as I committed as a girl, when hours that were my own to spend spread before me like a gift.

The imagination of a boy is healthy, and the mature imagination of a man is healthy, but there is a space of life between, in which the soul is in ferment, the character undecided, the way of life uncertain.

To be adult is to be alone (etre adulte, c'est etre seul).

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a man, my son!