Quotes About Experience

Outros haverão de ter O que houvermos de perder. Outros poderão achar O que, no nosso encontrar, Foi achado, ou não achado, Segundo o destino dado.

My sensitivity to all things new is a constant affliction to me; I only feel safe in places I have been in before.

The country morning exists; the city morning promises. The former makes one live; the latter makes one think. And I'm doomed always to feel, like the world's great damned men, that it's better to think than to live. 202

Para el hombre vulgar, sentir es vivir y pensar es saber vivir. Para mí, pensar es vivir y sentir no es más que el alimento del pensar.

Two people say 'I love you' or mutually think it and feel it, and each has in mind a different idea, a different life, perhaps even a different colour or fragrance, in the abstract sum of impressions that constitute the soul's activity.

The repression of love sheds much more light on its nature than does the actual experience of it. Virginity can be a key to profound understanding.

Outrora eu era daqui, e hoje regresso estrangeiro, Forasteiro do que vejo e ouço, velho de mim. Já vi tudo, ainda o que nunca vi, nem o que nunca verei. Eu reinei no que nunca fui.

That episode of the imagination we call reality

We achieve nothing. Life hurls us like a stone, and we sail through the air saying, 'Look at me move.

Argonotlar, mühim olan yaÅŸamak deÄŸil, denizlere aç?lmak, derlermiÅŸ. Marazi bir duyarl??? olan Argonotlar olarak, biz de diyelim ki hissetmektir mühim olan, yaÅŸamak deÄŸil.

Que fiz eu da vida? Fiz o que ela fez de mim...

When I was little I didn't know I'd grow up. Or I knew but didn't feel it. Time at that age doesn't exist. Each day it's the same kitchen table With the same backyard outside, And sadness, when felt, Is sadness, but you aren't sad.

the painful acuity of my sensations, even those that bring me joy; the joyful acuity of my sensations, even those that are sad.

Mi sono moltiplicato per sentirmi. Per sentirmi ho dovuto sentire tutto, sono straripato, non ho fatto altro che traboccarmi.

Ndjeshmënia jeme ndaj të resë asht e tmerrshme: ndjehem i qetë vetëm në vendet ku kam qenë ma parë.

En la vida hay que cometer inevitablemente todos los errores en primera persona, pero la literatura nos permite embellecerlos con aciertos ajenos...

La ciencia describe y explica la realidad, pero la literatura expresa lo que supone para nosotros formar parte de esa realidad.

sino libres para responder a lo que nos pasa de tal o cual modo

Llegar al mundo es llegar a nuestro mundo, al mundo de los humanos.

Men she knew'? - she had conceded vaguely to herself that all men who had ever been in love with her were her friends.

Es siempre triste mirar a través de ojos nuevos las cosas en que uno ha gastado sus capacidades de adaptación.

The continual cracking of your feet on the road makes a certain quantity of road come up into you. When a man dies they say he returns to clay but too much walking fills you up with clay far sooner (or buries bits of you along the road) and brings your death half-way to meet you. It is not easy to know what is the best way to move yourself from one place to another.

You may have come on no bicycle, he said, but that does not say that you know everything.

The way to despair is to refuse to have any kind of experience.