#tee

Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age eighteen. ↗

— Albert Einstein

#age #collection #common #common sense #eighteen

Could a scar be like the rings of a tree, reopened with each emotional season? ↗

— Magenta Periwinkle

#coming-of-age #cutting #cutting-class #first-love #geeks

Fat-bashing in all its varied forms–criticism, exclusion, shaming, fat talk, self-deprecation, jokes, gossip, bullying–is one of the last acceptable forms of prejudice. From a very young age, before they can walk away or defend themselves, women are taught that they are how they look, not what they do or what they know. (1) ↗

— Robyn Silverman

#fat-bashing #girls #overweight #prejudice #self-esteem

Old is always fifteen years from now. ↗

— Bill Cosby

#fifteen #now #old #teen years #years

I have no nostalgia for the patriarchy, please believe me. But what I have come to realize is that, when that patriarchic system was (rightfully) dismantled, it was not necessarily replaced by another form of protection. What I mean is--I never thought to ask a suitor the same challenging questions my father might have asked him, in a different age. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#self-esteem #travel #age

When [beauty pornography is] aimed at men, its effect is to keep them from finding peace in sexual love. The fleeting chimera of the airbrushed centerfold, always receding before him, keeps the man destabilized in pursuit, unable to focus on the beauty of the woman--known, marked, lined, familiar—-who hands him the paper every morning. ↗

— Naomi Wolf

#aging #beauty #body-image #cosmetic-surgery #cosmetics

We were the wrong age for love and yet it was all we could think about. ↗

— Brendan Cowell

#teenage-love #age

Life would be infinitely happier if we could only be born at the age of eighty and gradually approach eighteen. ↗

— Mark Twain

#approach #born #could #eighteen #eighty

A thirteen-year-old is a kaleidoscope of different personalities, if not in most ways a mere figment of her own imagination. At that age, what and who you are depends largely on what book you happen to be reading at the moment. ↗

— Jessica Mitford

#reading #teenagers #age

I don’t know if it was just me making things up in my head but after the fear in their eyes had gone what replaced it was like a sad kind of wondering. A wondering of where the old me was hiding. A wondering about where the old me had gone to. It was like I had suddenly been taken over by someone else and they could see the old me had fallen away for good. ↗

— Kerem Mermutlu

#teen #young-adult-fiction #age