A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
There's nothing more dangerous than a boy with charm.
Men are but boys grown tall.
Little boys leave smudges on your heart.
Boys are God's way of telling you that your house is too neat!
Boys do not grow up gradually. They move forward in spurts like the hands of clocks in railway stations.
The wonder of a single snowflake outweighs the wisdom of a million meteorologists.
A boy's story is the best that is ever told.
Tall oaks from little acorns grow.
When I grow up I want to be a little boy.
There comes a time in every rightly constructed boy's life when he has a raging desire to go somewhere and dig for hidden treasure.
Of all the animals, the boy is the most unmanageable.
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.
Give a boy address and accomplishments and you give him the mastery of palaces and fortunes where he goes.
Boys are found everywhere — on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around or jumping to.
In every real man, a child is hidden that wants to play.
Boys will be boys. And even that wouldn't matter if only we could prevent girls from being girls.
To be a boy, to be a reader, and to be a man are one and the same thing.
A boy becomes an adult three years before his parents think he does, and about two years after he thinks he does.
Boys are beyond the range of anybody's sure understanding, at least when they are between the ages of 18 months and 90 years.