Quotes About Experience

I could not help but see the hand of the balancer in all of this. Could hatred and determination be a counterweight to organization and experience? I suddenly understood something about the old god of death and why he was also the god of balances.

we are the sum of all we have done added to the sum of all that has been done to us. There is no escaping that, not for any of us.

Work, the old people say, keeps a man young. But perhaps that is something old folk say just because they know they must go on working.

When I wallow in something dead to reawaken the savor of it, you rebuke me.

Dragons at a distance are amazing and noble creatures of legend. My closer experience of them makes me suspect they'd burp nobly after consuming me.

Ah, Fitz, you should know by now that every moment of my life is spent dancing. And with every partner, I tread a different measure.

Learning is never wrong. Even learning how to kill isn't wrong. Or right. It's just a thing to learn, a thing I can teach you.

I don't think any two pains are ever exactly the same, Hap. But the part about being a fool, oh, yes.

I'm too old to do this sort of thing anymore. No. You only wish you were.

Oh, I think that children pray so, to find a lost doll or that Father will bring home a good haul of fish, or that no one will discover a forgotten chore. Children think they know what is best for themselves, and do not fear to ask the divine for it. But I have been a man for many years, and I should be shamed if I did not know better by now.

If this is 'good' coffee, I dread what bad coffee might be," I told her. I did as I'd seen Alise do, dumping my unwanted cupful back into the big black pot on the stove. I waited for the tea to brew.

I think I made a better boy than I do man, I admitted ruefully to the wolf. Why not wait until you've been at it a bit longer and then decide? he suggested.

In the space of a sundown, you show me the wide world from a horse's back, and the soul of the world within my own walls.

Sometimes it seems unfair that events so old can reach forward through the years, sinking claws into one's life and twisting all that follows it. Yet perhaps that is the ultimate justice: we are the sum of all we have done added to the sum of all that has been done to us. There is no escaping that, not for any of us.

It's a hard way to learn, but I think that's how most of us learn about jealousy. It seems like a stupid way for anyone to feel, until someone makes you feel it.

C'était pénible d'être témoin d'une si terrible

I felt suddenly old, and hastily entered Chade's chambers to remind myself that he was much older than I was.

The past had broken free of my effort to define and understand it. History is no more fixed and dead than the future. The past is no further away than the last breath you took.

Your mind will remember how to do something and you will think you can still do it. Your body will try. And fail.

But then, you probably have a greater variety of memories to choose from...One does not gather many unique memories, hauled out on a beach.

The days we shared I alone would remember now. I suddenly felt less real.

Some old warriors are like good weapons. Their scars become the patina of experience and wisdom.

How can I know what I'll do, until I've done it? How can I say?

Time is an unkind teacher, delivering lessons that we learn far too late for them to be useful. Years after I could have benefited from them, the insights come to me. Now