My mom was very strict when I was growing up. I could not talk to boys until I was 18. I had to study and work hard.
I was a big fan of 'The Smurfs' growing up, even though by default - my mom used to force me to watch because she was a 'Smurfs' fan.
I don't really enjoy it, Mom.""And you've always felt this way?""I don't know. I guess I want a break.
Growing up in the Sacramento Valley in the '70s, we were all pretty big into cars. Of course, I had to nerd out and be a fan of Bob Tullius' Group 44 Jaguars instead of Corvettes/Camaros.
Mam said I was growing up. I felt that I was dying.
No one explains this to you, he thought. That there are so many things without solution.
Bullying is something every kid in public, parochial, or private school has witnessed by graduation. While unfortunate, it is part of growing up.
Part of growing up is just taking what you learn from that and moving on and not taking it to heart.
The truth is that Oxford is simply a very beautiful city in which it is convenient to segregate a certain number of the young of the nation while they are growing up.
Anna is part of a generation that often seems frozen in place by their unreleting sense of irony. Virtually everything people believe in can be exposed as possessing laughable inconsistencies. And so...
I cared about Ben, but I was never in love with him. I was in love with what it said about me that I had a boyfriend like Ben, and that's just different.
I had spindly little ankles, and growing up in Canada, I couldn't skate. I was no good at any sports so was very much a pariah through those adolescent years.
The turning point in the process of growing up is when you discover the core of strength within you that survives all hurt.
Youth is but the painted shell within which, continually growing, lives that wondrous thing the spirit of a man, biding its moment of apparition, earlier in some than in others.
That was the problem, wasn't it? You left home. But you never did become an adult. Not really. You just fucked up in different and more complicated ways.
Growing up, I was never the kind of girl to dream about wedding dresses and pretty houses.
I saw my earlier selves as different people, acquaintances I had outgrown. I wondered how I could ever have been some of them.
It’s hard to have done all one’s growing up since 33 — but that’s a damn sight better than not growing up at all.
I think growing up is difficult and it's a process that I'm always interested in, with kids and adults, they are often on two different universes.
Cry your guts out because nothing is sadder than an adult who forgets how to be a child.
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