A boy's story is the best that is ever told.
Boys will be boys, and so will a lot of middle-aged men.
A boy is a magical creature—you can lock him out of your workshop, but you can't lock him out of your heart.
What is a boy? A noise with dirt on it.
Boys do not grow up gradually. They move forward in spurts like the hands of clocks in railway stations.
The boy who expects every morning to open into a new world finds that today is like yesterday, but he believes tomorrow will be different.
A boy's will is the wind's will, and the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Boys are whatever you make them.
There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in.
Boys will be boys.
The boy gathers materials for a temple, and then when he is thirty, concludes to build a woodshed.
Little boys come in all shapes and sizes, but they all need to be loved.
Every little boy should be taught how to be a man, but he should never be stripped of the ability to be a child.
Boys are beyond the range of anybody's sure understanding, at least when they are between the ages of 18 months and 90 years.
The soul is healed by being with children.
A boy is a noise with dirt on it.
Every man should have a son, if only to teach him how to shave.
The laughter of a boy is the favorite symphony of a man.