maturity

Don't worry, darling. I'll look out for myself. And I've reached an age when I have no problem telling someone to fuck off.

Damson was also old enough to know that you can never rely on other people to act as you would in almost any circumstance.

Maturity is achieved when a person accepts life as full of tension.

Nobody smart knows what they want to do until they get into their twenties or thirties.

I__e always resented the word maturity, primarily, I think, because it is most often used as a club. If you do something that someone doesn__ like, you lack maturity, regardless of the actual merits of your action. Too, it seems to me that what is most often called maturity is nothing more than disengagement from life. If you meet life squarely, you are likely to make mistakes, do things you wish you hadn__, say things you wish you could retract or phrase more felicitously, and, in short, fumble your way along. Those __ature_ people whose lives are even without a single sour note or a single mistake, who never fumble, manage only at the cost of original thought and original action. They do without the successes as well as the failures. This has never appealed to me and that is another reason I could never accept the common image of maturity that was presented to me.It was only after I came back from Trial that I came to a notion of my own as to what maturity consists of. Maturity is the ability to sort the portions of truth from the accepted lies and self-deceptions that you have grown up with. It is easy now to see the irrelevance of the religious wars of the past, to see that capitalism in itself is not evil, to see that honor is most often a silly thing to kill a man for, to see that national patriotism should have meant nothing in the twenty-first century, to see that a correctly-arranged tie has very little to do with true social worth. It is harder to assess as critically the insanities of your own time, especially if you have accepted them unquestioningly for as long as you can remember, for as long as you have been alive. If you never make the attempt, whatever else you are, you are not mature.

Strong minded people control their propensity.Dependency on anything is a lack of maturity.

I have lived a great deal among grown-ups. I have seen them intimately, close at hand. And that hasn__ much improved my opinion of them.

There was that word again.Mature. Was this what maturity was? Giving up on the things we wanted because we knew we__ never get them?

I mean it takes a certain kind of maturity to live in the South these days.

Realism arises from the maturity of the minds, while Idealism arises from their conformity.

We owe our strengths & weaknesses to constellations and genes - winning over our imbibed weaknesses result into maturity.

Can you ever "solve" disease, unemployment, war, or any other societal herpes? Hell no. All you can hope for is to make them manageable enough to allow people to get on with their lives. That's not cynicism, that's maturity.

In other words, the proof of spiritual maturity is not how 'pure' you are but awareness of your impurity. That very awareness opens the door to grace.

Maturity is so often considered to be synonymous with __dult._ But I truly feel that maturity may be defined by the ability to be both an adult and a child.

After all, choosing a profession is extremely challenging _ it is likely thehardest thing one has to do in the period of reaching maturity.

She was at that period of her life that almost everyone must pass through, when childhood is done with and a faux maturity, untrammeled by experience, gives one a sense that anything is possible until the arrival of real adulthood proves conclusively that it is not.

It's funny: one starts off thinking one is shrinkingly sensitive & intelligent & always one down & all the rest of it: then at thirty one finds one is a great clumping brute, incapable of appreciating anything finer than a kiss or a kick, roaring our one's hypocrisies at the top of one's voice, thick skinned as a rhino. At least I do.

Well, Jack, we have taken the Macedonian, and your share of the prize, if we get her in safely, may be two hundred dollars; what will you do with it?_ Stephen Decatur, commanding the frigate United States, North Atlantic, near the Azores Islands, 1812.__ne hundred will go to my mother, sir, and the other I shall spend on schooling._ Jack Creamer, aged ten.