They told me I was too young to love, but why wasn’t I too young to be matured or responsible or any of the things they associate grown-ups with? Whenever did age become a defining factor of who you should be and should not be? They told me I was too young to love, I told them they were too old to understand.
” No one ever asks a kid for her opinion, but it seems to me that growing up means you stop hoping for the best, and start expecting the worst. So how do you tell an adult that maybe everything wrong with the world stems from the fact that she’s stopped believing the impossible can happen? ” – Between The Lines, Jodi Picoult & Samantha van Leer