I am only 8 years old, I told myself. No little boy of 8 has ever murdered anyone. It's not possible.
I never had any dates. I never really had any boyfriends. I was the girl who did the guys' homework. I was really crazy about guys but I was always like one of the boys. The guys I always fell in love with were completely inaccessible.
Poor Harper Seven Beckham, having to live with that name all her life. It's the Boy Named Sue syndrome; at the very least it will toughen her up.
I am competitively aggressive. My dream since I was a young boy was to be an NFL quarterback. I am living that dream.
Normal people, want to be accepted. Screwed up people, want to be accepted. It's one of the few things we have in common. My whole life, all I ever wanted was my dad to pat me on the top of the head and go, Who's a good boy ? Who's a good boy? But, instead, all he ever did was wipe peanut butter on the end of my nose and laugh while I tried to lick it off.
Ashton grinne and raised her eyebrows. "I can't believe you're telling me a Vincent boy brought you to Grove, Alabama and not me. " Shrugging, I returned her smile. "They're heard to resist. " "Don't I know it. "
Mona knocked at the wrong time. “Uh…yeah…wait a minute, Mona -- ” Mona shouted through the door. “Room service, gentlemen. Just pull the covers up. ” Michael grinned at Jon. “My roommate. Brace yourself. ” Seconds later, Mona burst through the doorway with a tray of coffee and croissants. “Hi! I’m Nancy Drew! You must be the Hardy Boys!
How did Mike Bibby get on the team? Any Cub Scout with Boy Scouts can do Boy Scoutish things. When Bibby was in the Cub Scouts, he was a Cub Scout. When he was with Vancouver, nobody heard about him. Now that he's with Sacramento. . . he's on the team. I ain't going.
I call on men and boys everywhere to join us. Violence against women and girls will not be eradicated until all of us - men and boys - refuse to tolerate it.
Sometimes I lie awake at night, and wonder if my life would be different if I had to do it over. . . Then a voice comes to me out of the dark that says, "boy, there's an original thought!
I'd like to be more of a bad influence than a role model. I'm getting lots of boys to wear eye-liner again which is good.
I always found it weird when the Phantom would call Raoul insolent boy and the Raoul was obviously older than him.
For some reason, on that sparkling afternoon last week, I actually saw the coal that was passing by and it set me to thinking how important coal was to our everyday lives when I was a little boy.
Bad boys do get the girls.
If I'm the poster boy for steroids, steroids is going out of business.
A child is not an adult, a child didn't ask to be here. Any man that doesn't take care of his responsibilities to his family and to his children, do me a favor STOP calling yourself a man. . at least have the decency to admit that you're a boy. You don't know what manhood is.
For a moment man is a boy, for a moment a lovesick youth, for a moment bereft of wealth, for a moment in the height of prosperity; then at life's end with limbs worn out by old age and wrinkles adorning his face, like an actor he retires behind the curtain of death.
A young man in Bangladesh can't even hold hands with a young woman. Without marriage there is no kissing, no holding hands, no going anywhere. So young boys can only go to the brothels for sex before marriage.
I would be ready to become a dad if I was with the right person. I'd like a boy, though. Because they're in charge.
I am, beneath everything else, a fan. I was fixed in this mode as a young boy and am awed by people who take the risks of performance.