This is my boyhood dream to play for England.

That toil of growing up; The ignominy of boyhood; the distress Of boyhood changing into man; The unfinished man and his pain.

— William Butler Yeats

Nothing moves a woman so deeply as the boyhood of the man she loves.

— Annie Dillard

“Has it ever befallen you, my readers, to become suddenly aware that your conception of things has altered — as though every object in…

— Leo Tolstoy

It is in the brain, and the brain only, that the great sins of the world take place also. You, Mr. Gray, you yourself,…

— Oscar Wilde

Study is the scourge of boyhood, the environment of youth, the indulgence of adults and the curative for the aged.

— Saul Landau

“Some might have referred to Vince, Buck and Calvin as "ordinary fellows" or "salt of the earth". Such terms are merely code for men…

— Julia Glass

Dog love is not the special realm of childhood or of boyhood, no matter what the movies keep telling us. It is highly significant,…

— Marjorie Garber

“On the box he had a stack of magazines. Without seeing the covers, I knew they were pornography. Precious finds in the days before…

— James Hutchings

Romance is the truth of imagination and boyhood. Homer's horses clear the world at a bound. The child's eye needs no horizon to its…

— Robert Aris Willmott

My boyhood ambition was to be able to earn my own living, without the help of anybody, anywhere,

— Herbert Hoover

He had uttered a mad wish that he himself might remain untarnished, and the face on the canvas bear the burden of his passions…

— Oscar Wilde

“There is so much woman in many a girl and too much boy in many a man.”

— Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“Besides, to fall out of love and in love at the same time is to love twice as deeply as one did before.”

— Leo Tolstoy

“You're not allowed to raise boys who reject all things feminine, then get upset when they become men who hate women.”

— Darnell Lamont Walker

“So it was a crossroads summer, when the universe seemed to stand perilously still like an egg wobbling on a precipice, a regular rite…

— Sol Luckman