I remember growing up always loving the guitar. I used to love to watch the people play on the Country Western shows on TV. My folks told me that when I was just a toddler, I used to pretend I was playing a guitar on a toothpick.
The earth’s crust has not yet stopped heaving and plunging under our feet. Mountain ranges are still being thrust up on the horizon. Granites are still growing under the continental masses. Nor has the organic world ceased to produce new buds at the tips of its countless branches.
I’ve always had an argument with my best friend that Spider-Man was way better than Batman. I was a massive fan growing up.
I’m from Canada, so I did a lot of camping and rafting growing up.
There’s an unconscious bias in our society: girls are wonderful; boys are terrible. And to be a boy, or young man, growing up, having to listen to all this, it must be painful.
I have barely seen my son since he came into the world. Even though I hear his voice on the phone almost every day, it is very tough to not be present while he is growing up.
Running a successful, growing company in Silicon Valley can create an ironic sort of depression and delusion. The better you’re doing, the higher the stakes, and higher expectations for you to win. Maybe that’s why people say it’s so hard. But that doesn’t make it hard. That just makes it distracting.
You learn if you mind stay open. And once you can’t learn no more, your mind must be closed. Life goes on and you keep growing, you know?
I am committed to growing participation in the political process and doing it the right way.
I’m fascinated by how much has changed from one generation to another. There are young people growing up now for whom apartheid is just a distant memory and the idea of military service is an abstract notion.
Intimacy is a wonderful thing. It’s frustrating that growing up I thought it was wrong. It isn’t. Exploring your sexuality is important when you’re growing up.
Maybe directors who are more interested in realism and naturalism come from cities, where they see things on their doorstep every day. But growing up as a kid in a very pretty but ever-so-slightly boring town, where not a great deal happened, encouraged me to be more escapist, more imaginative, and more of a daydreamer.
I had two cats growing up that were indoor/outdoor and both of them died from being hit by a car. One of them, she didn’t have an ID tag on, so someone just thought it was a stray cat I highly recommend to keep your cats indoors. Their lives end up a lot longer.
I had very bad acne growing up. I had braces for six years, from the fifth to the 11th grade. I didn’t look in the mirror and feel like someone who should be on TV.
You have to remember that when I met Elvis, you know, it wasn’t the fanfare that it is today or even when he was here in the states and I was in Germany growing up.
For me, one of the big things I really worried about a lot was nuclear war growing up.
For me, growing up, I’d always been a part of team sports, except for when I was boxing.
Growing up, dating seemed pretty straightforward: If someone was interested in getting to know you on a romantic level, they approached, exchanged info, and proceeded to communicate with you in a consistent fashion between outings of various natures.
Every child is so different. Their experience growing up and their experience relating to the world has so much to do with their temperament, and their likes and their dislikes.
As the daughter of immigrants, growing up in New York City, you are either at the table or on the menu.
Sometimes, growing up, I tried to be very Latina; I would change my voice… experiment with my hair a lot, trying to figure out who I was in a primarily white school.
A country’s economic growth may be defined as a long-term rise in capacity to supply increasingly diverse economic goods to its population, this growing capacity based on advancing technology and the institutional and ideological adjustments that it demands.
When granted many years of life, growing old in age is natural, but growing old with grace is a choice. Growing older with grace is possible for all who will set their hearts and minds on the Giver of grace, the Lord Jesus Christ.
Growing up, my ideals were Barbra Streisand, Cher, and my mom.
I hated country music growing up, but it gets in your bone marrow, kind of like a disease.
What’s clear – and exciting – is that communication for social change is growing.
I loved growing up in Canada. It’s a great place to grow up because – well, at least where I grew up – it’s very multicultural. There’s also good health care and a good education system.
The environmentalists say capitalism is killing our oceans, air, land, and forests. Capitalists argue that they provide food, fuel, and building materials for a growing world.
People were more interested in the phenomena than the art itself. This, combined with the growing interest in collecting art as an investment and the resultant boom in the art market, made it a difficult time for a young artist to remain sincere without becoming cynical.
Although my parents both liked her, they just didn’t approve of a same-sex relationship. Nowadays, people say that you must let children be what they are, but when I was growing up, the parents defined the child – and my parents had a definite vision of how they wanted me to be.
I was a hockey player growing up. Being a big guy and being imposing, I had to use my size to protect my teammates.
I was never part of that cliquey girl drama. Most of my friends were guys growing up, so I was never part of that whole toxic energy. It seemed like way too much hassle.
I’ve done all my schooling at Chennai – it’s always home for me. All my growing up years have been spent here, and I have really fond memories associated with the city.
Growing up, my dad owned a restaurant in Washington, DC, and food was something I was passionate about. But when I finally got into it, I felt like it was so late in the game; that’s why I worked seven days a week at Craft and Mercer Kitchen. I wanted to see how far I could take it.
Growing up in a Jewish matriarchal world inside the patriarchal paradise of Salt Lake City, Utah, gave me increased perspective on gender issues, as it also did my gay brother and my lesbian sister. Our younger sister is the perfect Jewish-American wife and mother, and is fiercely proud of that fact.
I have always loved writing and I used to pen down my thoughts, little stories and poems growing up.
Our brains are like bonsai trees, growing around our private versions of reality.
I didn’t have the easiest time growing up; it’s no secret. We were just poor.
I think once you stop learning, you’re going to stop growing.
I have my moments of insecurity and figuring out what’s going on and what I’m supposed to do, but if you don’t push yourself, you’re not growing, so where do you go?
I didn’t see a ton of movies growing up.
I sang in church, but growing up in the neighborhood, music was more of an expression of relief or entertainment.
Growing up Catholic has been a gift.
I’ve always liked trees. And then, growing up, I took an interest in ecology, hedges being destroyed, the landscape being turned into prairies.
The great artist is the man who most obviously succeeds in turning his pains to advantage, in letting suffering deepens his understanding and sensibility, in growing through his pains.
My father is a doctor and my mother ran the local pharmacy. Growing up, I saw firsthand the difference they made to our community.
Growing up on a farm, I saw that if I didn’t go to the military or go to school, and I knew my mom and my family wasn’t going to be able to send me to school out of their pocket, so it basically came down to athletics. I knew I didn’t want to work on a farm. I knew I didn’t want to do manual labor the rest of my life.
Censorship is saying: ‘I’m the one who says the last sentence. Whatever you say, the conclusion is mine.’ But the internet is like a tree that is growing. The people will always have the last word – even if someone has a very weak, quiet voice. Such power will collapse because of a whisper.
It matters little where a man may be at this moment; the point is whether he is growing.
Californians are people who insist on growing their own vegetables, but they won’t dig up the pretty lawn, won’t plant anything for fear of getting dirty, and they use fragrant bath salts from The Body Shop instead of smelly compost.
I had a bad background just growing up as a child.
There are so many role models who I watched and idolised growing up, mainly guys with a similar athletic style to myself. I loved Dynamite Kid, Eddie Guerrero, and Rey Mysterio, as well as Japanese juniors like Jushin Liger, Ultimo Dragon, and Tiger Mask.
I’ve always been very insecure and had a lot of self-doubt growing up. That was partially because of how I was raised.
I have sympathy for young people, for their growing pains, but I balk when these growing pains are pushed into the foreground, when you make these young people the only vehicles of life’s wisdom.
My uncle inspired me, and it was because of him that I become a wrestler, but besides him, the one Superstar that really caught my attention growing up as a kid was ‘Macho Man’ Randy Savage.
