#adult

It is impossible for me to estimate how many of my early impressions of the world, correct and the opposite, came to me through newspapers. Homicide, adultery, no-hit pitching, and Balkanism were concepts that, left to my own devices, I would have encountered much later in life. ↗

— A. J. Liebling

#came #concepts #correct #devices #early

I'm rather pleased with the new manuals. I see Inform now as a gauche young adult, having got past the stage of growing out of his shoes every few months. ↗

— Graham Nelson

#every #few #got #growing #having

The day the child realizes that all adults are imperfect, he becomes an adolescent; the day he forgives them, he becomes an adult; the day he forgives himself, he becomes wise. ↗

— Alden Nowlan

#adult #becomes #child #day #forgives

If you are young and you drink a great deal it will spoil your health, slow your mind, make you fat - in other words, turn you into an adult. ↗

— P. J. O'Rourke

#adult #deal #drink #fat #great

Acting is a masochistic form of exhibitionism. It is not quite the occupation of an adult. ↗

— Laurence Olivier

#adult #exhibitionism #form #masochistic #occupation

Once you have done with school, you realise that it is just a smaller version of life, and really I have felt that I should have been an adult since I was aged about five. ↗

— Kristen Stewart

#adult #aged #been #done #felt

The best thing on translation was said by Cervantes: translation is the other side of a tapestry. ↗

— Leonardo Sciascia

#film #films #grew #i #involved

I have treated many hundreds of patients. Among those in the second half of life - that is to say, over 35 - there has not been one whose problem in the last resort was not that of finding a religious outlook on life. It is safe to say that every one of them fell ill because he had lost that which the living religions of every age have given their followers, and none of them has really been healed who did not regain his religious outlook. ↗

— C.G. Jung

#jung #psychology #religion #age

The child, screaming for refuge, senses how feeble a shelter the twig hut of grown-up awareness is. They claim strength, these parents, and complete sanctuary. The weeping earth itself knows how desperate is the child's need for exactly that sanctuary. How deep and sticky is the darkness of childhood, how rigid the blades of infant evil, which is unadulterated, unrestrained by the convenient cushions of age and its civilizing anesthesia. Grownups can deal with scraped knees, dropped ice-cream cones, and lost dollies, but if they suspected the real reasons we cry they would fling us out of their arms in horrified revulsion. Yet we are small and as terrified as we are terrifying in our ferocious appetites. ↗

— Katherine Dunn

#age #childhood #age

Plus, I happened to be a history nerd. Why else would I be interested in a guy born in the year 519? ↗

— Priya Ardis

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