grown-up

One of the things I enjoy about being young is learning from my elders without them giving direct advise.

I appricated that Nell was talking to me like a grown-up, but I had no idea what she meant. Still, I could see that the words flowed together like water over a riverbed.

The Acceptance of who you are is in the embrace of who you will become.

Kids are naturally curious about the world around them. Everything is fascinating and holds their attention as they explore their new surroundings. Adults however, have grown up hearing the word __o_, __on't do that,_ and __uit daydreaming so often, they create their own little world, a world with lots of limitations. What then do most adults teach to their children? __o_, __on't do that,_ and __uit daydreaming._ So, what can you learn from a child today_?

When you are a grown up your brothers become your neighbors and your unconditional brotherhood become your conditional neighborhood.

Little girls get hurt when they play grown-up games.

Only those who'd changed could see things from a different point of view.

The average adult hates being treated like a child, unless it suits them.

He wants to be grown-up. How different dreams can be! Nature will soon grant your wish.

Those were the people who made her something, and without them she was different. She'd held on to them and to that old self tenaciously, though. She clung to it, celebrated it, worshipped it even, instead of constructing a new grown-up life for herself. For years she'd been eating the cold crumbs left over from a great feast, living on them as though they could last her forever.

Growth occurs when we discover how to remain authentically ourselves in the presence of potentially threatening things. Maturity is the possession of coping skills: we can take in our stride things that previously would have knocked us off course. We are less fragile, less easily shocked and hence more capable of engaging with situations as they really are

Stop thinking like Alice in Wonderland, Celia told herself sternly. You're a grown-up, it's no use shutting your eyes, wishing things would happen

She really was pretty, for a grown-up, but when you are seven, beauty is an abstraction, not an imperative.

It's like I'm dreaming of the imaginary friend Katie and I had when we were little. She'd been so real to us as kids. We each remembered Anna, that's what we'd called her, just like we remembered bits of our parents. But now, in this dreamscape of Paradise Lost, our imaginary third twin has all grown up.

Remember, it__ still a mystery to be an adult. If you knew it all before eighteen, you__ have nothing to look forward to. Besides, to be wise and eighteen is as possible as catching lightning in a bottle_

I have always loved fairy tales, even now at the age when I am supposed to be too grown up and cynical for them.