I would not wish to marry someone who had already been married. It would be,' she opined, 'like having someone else break in one's own pony.

In short, immaturity is spoiled. And what is spoiled doesn't ripen. It goes bad early, gets bitter and withers on the vine.

Infantile love follows the principle: I love because I am loved. Mature love follows the principle: I am loved because I love. Immature love says: I love you because I need you. Mature love says: I need you because I love you.

How shall one who is so weak in his childhood become really strong when he grows older? We only change our fancies.

How many really capable men are children more than once during the day!

There are cases in which the blade springs, but the plant does not go on to flower. There are cases where it flowers, but no fruit is subsequently produced.

The wisest man is just a boy who grieves that he's grown up.

We are like thistle-down blown about by the wind-up and down, here and there-but not one in a thousand ever getting beyond seed-hood.