Andre Gide Quotes

Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.

My daughter was a beautiful child.

I feel old and vulnerable. I now realise that I knew nothing and know nothing, but back when my career was beginning, I thought I was a man when, in fact, I was a dewy-eyed boy who'd not seen an avocado or eaten a tomato.

I'm very mature for my age, but I'm also innocent in a lot of ways.

Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.

In youth and beauty, wisdom is but rare!

No amount of skill on the part of the actress can make up for the loss of youth.

The love of my life? I'm much too young to answer that question.

Kids are the most beautiful beings that can come into your life.

Don't try to make me grow up before my time.

Oh, you mysterious girls, when you are fifty-two we shall find you out; you must come into the open then. If the mouth has fallen sourly yours the blame: all the meanness your youth concealed have been gathering in your face. But the pretty thoughts and sweet ways and dear, forgotten kindnesses linger there also, to bloom in your twilight like evening primroses.

We're not too young for love, just too young for about everything there is that goes with love.

You're young and you're bulletproof and invincible. But never underestimate the power of other people's love and prayer.

What I have always loved most in men is imperfection. I get moved by the wrinkles on the throat of a man. It makes me love him more. I think it is sad that more women don't take the chance that maybe men will be moved by seeing the chin a little less firm than it used to be, that a man will be more in love with his wife because he remembers who she was and sees who she is and thinks, God, isn't that lovely that this happened to her. And be moved by life telling its story there.

Aging is the diminishing of early fearlessness.

The rose is fairest when 't is budding new, And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears. The rose is sweetest wash'd with morning dew, And love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears.

That a little child will lead us back to the child we will always be, vulnerable and wanting and hurting for love and for beauty.

To rescue our children we will have to let them save us from the power we embody: we will have to trust the very difference that they forever personify. And we will have to allow them the choice, without fear of death: that they may come and do likewise or that they may come and that we will follow them, that a little child will lead us back to the child we will always be, vulnerable and wanting and hurting for love and for beauty.

Goodness," Myrnin said quietly. "I don't think I should be watching this. I don't think I'm old enough.

Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age. The child is grown, and puts away childish things. Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies.

I don't want to start singing about things like sex, drugs and swearing. I'm into love, and maybe I'll get more into making love when I'm older. But I want to be someone who is respected by everybody.

I thought that spring must last forevermore, For I was young and loved, and it was May.

Literature has neglected the old and their emotions. The novelists never told us that in love, as in other matters, the young are just beginners and that the art of loving matures with age and experience.

Confusion is a luxury which only the very, very young can possibly afford and you are not that young anymore

A child. . . opens and closes like a blossom.