818 Quotes About Coming-of-age

It might be true that I am a lightweight when it comes tofalling in love,heavy.

This bitterly cold weather is a shift from an even colder half of year.It's as if we're back to some sort of embryonic development thatbrought us to where we started: an inertia of life—changing positions like atoms within a molecule—the cruel, cruel curse of the winter sunset...a reminder that natural light comes and goesas it damn well pleases.

And in this moment, I realize one reason it's so great to have a best friend is sometimes, like right now, Cal and I are thinking the very same thing.

I'm tired of their plastic pony show.

We all have the beast in us Bill, and it is up to us to control it.

As is so often the case with the dreams we had when we were young, most are slowly eroded away by time, circumstance, or reason until their remnants are so faint, we don’t seriously consider chasing after them anymore.

The Mozart sonata Dad picked out begins to play. When we hear the first note, we open the sacks and the ladybugs escape through the opening, taking flight. It's as if someone has dumped rubies from heaven. Soon they will land on the plants in search of bollworm eggs. But right now they are magic-red ribbons flying over our heads, weaving against the pink sky, dancing up there with Mozart.

It seems like our town has closed down these days leading up to the funeral. Old people still sit on their porches and talk, but their conversations aren't sprinkled with laughter anymore. Since the new, little kids haven't played outside, as if their moms are afraid someone might snatch them out of their yards and send them off to war.

Zachary smiles, and I wonder if he's felling different. Because standing out here waist deep in Gossimer Lake, next to my best friend, I'm feeling different-light and good and maybe even holy.