547 Quotes About Teenagers

Some people know what is right and what is wrong. They may justify their actions and reason beyond any doubt, but deep down inside. They know very well what they are doing and why they are doing it.

They love to criticize us for being on our phones, despite the fact that their generation created the phones, marketed the phones, and are profiting from the phones. They're drug pushers making fun of the junkies, which, if you think about it, is lame AF. Besides, any day now those same junkies are taking over the street corner, so they should try to be nice.

For those of you who have ever been an adolescent or attempted the toe-curling, hair-whitening endeavor of raising one—hold your laughter. Resist the urge to squeal out loud at the preposterous notion that a teenager in any sense knows who she is with the level of certainty sufficient to entrust her with life-altering decisions.

Looking across the table at Alice, I realized a lack of eye contact was a constant for teenagers. It's not that they won't look at you, it's that they have many other things to look at and, to be honest, they've seen you before.

I feel like teenagers get a bad rap for changing things up all the time. We're fake or we're insincere or we're superficial. But if you do it to please yourself, what's insincere about that?

It's all that time reading, dreaming, and goofing off with fellow oddballs where our best selves get to involve as teenagers.

Is your case, my young friend, a new one? Oh no! – how many notable and contented old women there now are, attending daily to the domestic occupations of their household, scolding their maids, whipping their children, snarling at their husbands, and sitting in judgment upon their neighbours, who once, like you, were sunk in listlessness and apathy, and thought no pleasure equal to that of elegantly indulging their romantic despondence!

Now, with the team fully intact, we were ready to end this once and for all . . . .

Je sortis, ivre de ces premières colères de l'adolescence, les poings remplis d'éclairs qu'on lance au petit bonheur.