Quotes About Experience

Youth' is a feet of memory. It is a record of experience.

They had been engaged for six months (I don't think a single one of them had any clear idea of time, as we at the end of countless ages have. They still belonged to the beginnings of time—had no inherited experience to teach them as it were), and of course, as long as there was a piece of paper written over in accordance with some farcical law or other made down the river, it didn't enter anybody's head to trouble how they would live.

It seems to me that all my life before that momentous day is infinitely remote, a fading memory of light-hearted youth, something on the other side of a shadow.

Time had past indeed: it had overtaken him and gone ahead. It had left him hopelessly behind with a few poor gifts: the iron grey hair, the heavy fatigue of the tanned face, two scars, a pair of tarnished shoulderstraps; one of those steady, reliable men who are the raw material of great reputations, one of those unaccounted lives that are buried without drums and trumpets under the foundations of monumental success.

To slay, to love—the greatest enterprises of life upon a man! And I have no experience of either.

The solitude of the sea intensifies the thoughts and the facts of one's experience which seems to lie at the very centre of the world, as the ship which carries one always remains the centre figure of the round horizon.

Thus in the course of years he was known successively in Bombay, in Calcutta, in Rangoon, in Penang, in Batavia—and in each of these halting-places was just Jim the water-clerk.

There are things you find nothing about in books

No quiero aburrirlos demasiado con lo que me ocurrió personalmente

By all that's wonderful,it is the sea,I believe,the sea itself – or is it youth alone?Who can tell?But you here – you all had something out of life:money,love – whatever one gets on shore – and,tell me,wasn't that the best time,that time when we were young at sea;young and had nothing,on the sea that gives nothing,except hard knocks – and sometimes a chance to feel your strength – that only – what you all regret?

And Mrs Verloc, in her varied experience, had come to the conclusion that some foreigners could speak better English than the natives.

It's only those who do nothing that make no mistakes.

breathe dead hippo, so to speak, and not be contaminated.

One lives too long. Happy X-mas.

this month past. They had been engaged for six months (I don't think a single one of them had any clear idea of time, as we at the end of countless ages have. They still belonged to the beginnings of time—had no inherited experience to teach them as it were), and of course, as long as there was a

I was glad of it, he repeated, emphatically. You may be surprised at it, but then you haven't gone through the experience I've had of her. I can tell you, it was something to remember. Of course, I got off scot free myself—as you can see. She did her best to break up my pluck for me tho'. She jolly near drove as fine a fellow as ever lived into a madhouse. What do you say to that—eh?

Reality, as usual, beats fiction out of sight.

I did not betray Mr. Kurtz--it was ordered I should never betray him--it was written I should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice. I was anxious to deal with this shadow by myself alone,--and to this day I don't know why I was so jealous of sharing with anyone the peculiar blackness of that experience.

Well! well! It's only those who do nothing that make no mistakes, I suppose.

Whenever I have gone there, there have been either so many people that I have not been able to see the pictures, which was dreadful, or so many pictures that I have not been able to see the people, which was worse.

In plucking the fruit of memory one runs the risk of spoiling its bloom

The American casualties continued to be staggering, in no small part because among the AEF's junior officers enthusiasm generally outran their experience.

Old people like to give good advice as a consolation for the fact that they can no longer set bad examples.

Reading is experience. A biography of any literary person ought to deal at length with what he read and when, for in some sense, we are what we read.