We really don't get to understand /why/ most of the time. It's true.
We really don't get to understand /why/ most of the time. It's true.
Estragon: They're too bigVladimir: Perhaps you'll have socks some day
Growing up is such a barbarous business, full of inconvenience... and pimples.
This is growing up, having to stomp out love, this is how people turn terrible.
Like everyone I slipped into adulthood like a delinquent through the back door.
I wonder how long it will take for me to feel as adult inside as I look outside.
Life has a funny way of turning you into the one thing you don't want to be.
That's the real trouble with the world, too many people grow up. They forget.
The only thing that keeps me going, is the desire to get away as far as possible.
I lost something magical in the process of growing up – my disillusionment.
If I could have all of those things, I wouldn't mind if I touched her or not.
My existence is young like the blossoming leaves. I have experienced nothing yet.
Growing up, I have discovered over time, is rather like housework: never finished.
Growing up, I went through an awkward stage. It lasted from birth to last Tuesday.
Growing up is when you understand you get what you give, not what you're given.