#adolescence

It's easier to floss with barbed wire than admit you like someone in middle school. ↗

— Laurie Halse Anderson

#awkwardness #emotion #school #emotion

What was he? A mere human, stuck between the rungs of blended adolescence and nascent adulthood. What power did he command over the mysterious forces of love? Which sword could shatter the impenetrable armour of desire? ↗

— Faraaz Kazi

#confusion #desire #love #love

We become adolescents when the words that adults exchange with one another become intelligible to us. ↗

— Natalia Ginzburg

#intelligence

Adolescence is when girls experience social pressure to put aside their authentic selves and to display only a small portion of their gifts. ↗

— Mary Pipher

#adolescence #aside #authentic #display #experience

I think I'm going to have to live vicariously through my daughter's rebellion because I certainly never did go through adolescence. ↗

— Brooke Shields

#adolescence #because #certainly #daughter #did

So you try to think of someone else you're mad at, and the unavoidable answer pops into your little warped brain: everyone. ↗

— Ellen Hopkins

#anger #depression #anger

And when she started becoming a “young lady,” and no one was allowed to look at her because she thought she was fat. And how she really wasn’t fat. And how she was actually very pretty. And how different her face looked when she realized boys thought she was pretty. And how different her face looked the first time she really liked a boy who was not on a poster on her wall. And how her face looked when she realized she was in love with that boy. I wondered how her face would look when she came out from behind those doors. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#beauty #beauty

To look almost pretty is an acquisition of higher delight to a girl who has been looking plain the first fifteen years of her life than a beauty from her cradle can ever receive. ↗

— Jane Austen

#beauty #girls #prettiness #beauty

Adolescence is the same tragedy being performed again and again. The only things that change are the stage props. ↗

— Lindsey Leavitt

#life #wisdom #change

Until recently the locus of sexual fantasy was peopled with images actually glimpsed or were sensations actually felt, or private imaginings taken from suggestions in the real world, a dream well where weightless images from it floated, transformed by imagination. It prepared children, with these hints and traces of other people's bodies, to become adults and enter the landscape of adult sexuality and meet the lover face to face. Lucky men and women are able to keep a pathway clear to that dream well, peopling it with scenes and images that meet them as they get older, created with their own bodies mingling with other bodies; they choose a lover because of a smell from a coat, a way of walking, the shape of a lip, belong in their imagined interior and resonate back in time deep into the bones that recall childhood and early adolescent imagination. ↗

— Naomi Wolf

#fantasy #feminism #sex #sexuality #beauty