At fourteen, you really do start realising that the world…

Palindrome as well. My sister's name is Hannah. Father liked word games. He was fourteen times World Scrabble Champion. When he died, we buried…

— Jasper Fforde

“One minute you’re a happy fourteen-yearold—good at everything you try, popular, fun—the next you’re a freak with wings”

— Cynthia Hand

He decided then that he would love her forever no matter what came to pass. It was not so much a matter of deciding…

— David Guterson

I don't want to play into the perception that all women should look like fourteen year old boys. I don't want to add to…

— Amber Heard

Pro-rated at 500 at-bats a year that means that for two years out of the fourteen I played, I never even touched the ball.

— Norm Cash

I'm fourteen years old; that's almost half-way to thirty. I need my own space.

— Alex Mack

Many people have heard the remarkable example of devotion involving a Skye terrier dog who worked for a Scottish shepherd named Old Jock. In…

— Jeffrey Moussaieff Masson

I've got a bottle and a girl who's fourteen and a damn good case of Mexicali Blues.

— Grateful Dead

Looking back through the mists of time, I recall some distinctly religious experiences in my teens--when I was only fourteen years old to be…

— Andrew Linzey

There's an easy method for finding someone when you hear them scream. First get a clean sheet of paper and a sharp pencil. Then…

— Anonymous

I started writing when I was about fourteen, but when I was about sixteen you know, I heard Outkast, that was pretty much when…

— Bubba Sparxxx

At the age of five years to enter a spinning-cotton or other factory, and from that time forth to sit there daily, first ten,…

— Arthur Schopenhauer

At the other end of the spectrum, George Gideon Oliver King Rameses Osborne, the fourteen-year-old novelty Chancellor and future baronet of Ballentaylor and Ballylemon…

— Charlie Brooker

May your trails be dim, lonesome, stony, narrow, winding and only slightly uphill. May the wind bring rain for the slickrock potholes fourteen miles…

— Edward Abbey

. . . And so Charlie Asher . . . led an army of fourteen-inch-tall bundles of animal bits, armed with everything from knitting…

— Christopher Moore