#young

I was on my own at Wellesley, surrounded by a lot of young women who were motivated and intellectually curious. I started to read because I was required to do so for class, but I soon found myself enjoying the seclusion of the library. I came to see reading as an important way to learn about people, including myself. ↗

— Elisabeth Shue

#because #came #class #curious #enjoying

Carlos, are we in complete understanding with each other?” “Yeah,” I say. “As long as it’s not in your house and you don’t know about it, you’re okay with us messin’ around.” “I know you’re joking with me. You are joking with me, aren’t you?” “Maybe. ↗

— Simone Elkeles

#humour #romance #young-adult-fiction #young-adult-romance #funny

Captain Fisher, the commander, with a party of young ladies from the city and gentlemen belonging to his ship, came one day to pay me a visit in the midst of a deluge of rain. ↗

— Joshua Slocum

#came #captain #city #commander #day

No time to marry, no time to settle down; I'm a young woman, and I ain't done runnin' around. ↗

— Bessie Smith

#done #down #i #marry #settle

Even when I think I'm writing really young, they say it's too mature. ↗

— Cynthia Weil

#i #i think #mature #really #say

The last declaration he'd made to me hung between us. The L word. The one that had nothing to do with like. ↗

— Priya Ardis

#chick-lit #coming-of-age #e-books #ebooks #fairy-tales

I don't understand how some of these young actresses are wearing such provocative, editorial items, when they haven't even established a career yet. It's hard to see past that. I'm not so sure that's smart in the long run. ↗

— Allison Williams

#editorial #established #even #hard #haven

Entire years had passed when he was rich enough in time to disregard the loose change of a minute, but now he obsessed over each one, this minute, the next minute, the one following, all of which were different terms for the same illusion. ↗

— Anthony Marra

#time #time-passing #wisdom #youth-is-wasted-on-the-young #age

I didn't get to grow up and pull away from her and bitch about her with my friends and confront her about the things I'd wished she'd done differently and then get older and understand that she had done the best she could and realize that what she had done was pretty damn good and take her fully back into my arms again. Her death had obliterated that. It had obliterated me. It had cut me short at the very heigh of my youthful arrogance. It had forced me to instantly grow up and forgive her every motherly fault at the same time that it kept me forever a child, my life both ended and begun in that premature place where we'd left off. She was my mother, but I was motherless. I was trapped by her, but utterly alone. She would always be the empty bowl that no one could full. I'd have to fill it myself again and again and again. ↗

— Cheryl Strayed

#anger-at-losing-a-mother #grieving-the-loss-of-a-mother #loosing-your-mother-too-young #losing-a-mother #anger

I realized that the whole time I was holding this beautiful stranger in my arms, feeding on her, it felt like I was betraying Sofia. ↗

— Bella Forrest

#vampire-romance #vampires #young-adult #young-adult-romance #beauty