Fannie Flagg Quotes

Fifty years," I hackneyed, "is a long time." "Not when you're looking back at them," she said. "You wonder how they vanished so quickly.

I remember way back when I was young, 10 years ago.

I feel it was just a few years ago I was running around in short pants.

The notion of time bothers me. You look at thirty-year-old photographs and realize how the time has passed.

For years I wanted to be older, and now I am.

Heavens, Mary, of course we'll laugh again. It's just that we'll never be young again.

Anyone of my age knows that days pass at a far greater speed than when they were young.

Time goes by so slowly when you're a child, and then, as an adult, it goes by in the blink of an eye.

I used to love getting older.

It is children only who enjoy the present; their elders either live on the memory of the past or the hope of the future.

One thing that's interesting is that whenever something starts, like the school year when you were a kid, it feels like such a significantly huge time in your life and how much life has changed. What's surprising is how quickly it's going by.

Sometimes it seems as though not a moment has moved, but then you look up and you're already old or you already have a household of kids or you look down and see your feet are miles and miles away from the rest of you—and you realize you've grown up.

There is nothing fine about being a child: it is fine, when we are old, to look back to when we were children.

She had learned, in her life, that time lived inside you. You are time, you breathe time. When she'd been young, she'd had an insatiable hunger for more of it, though she hadn't understood why. Now she held inside her a cacophony of times and lately it drowned out the world. The apple tree was still nice to lie near. They peony, for its scent, also fine. When she walked through the woods (infrequently now) she picked her way along the path, making way for the boy inside to run along before her. It could be hard to choose the time outside over the time within.

Flowers so strictly belong to youth, that we adult men soon come to feel, that their beautiful generations concern not us: we havehad our day; now let the children have theirs. The flowers jilt us, and we are old bachelors with our ridiculous tenderness.

If cynicism is inevitable as one ages, so is the yearning for innocence. To children heaven is being an adult, and to adults heaven is being children again.

It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it.

I spent my whole childhood wishing I were older and now I'm spending my adulthood wishing I were younger.

You never expect anything when you are 20 because you think that you'll never get older.

You can't be 16 forever.

I can't believe I've turned into a typical old man. I can't believe it. I was young just minutes ago.

I had a great time in my youth and I still feel youthful. I've no desire to look as though I'm in my 20s.

Well, I could do it for a day, but I wouldn't want to be a teenager again. I really wouldn't.

Time whizzes by when you have children. They make you aware of the passing of time, but also help keep you young.

There is always some specific moment when we become aware that our youth is gone; but, years after, we know it was much later.