Quotes About Experience

Man and boy, Jeeves, I have been in some tough spots in my time, but this one wins the mottled oyster.

A man, to use an old-fashioned phrase, of some twenty-eight summers, he gave the impression at the moment of having experienced at least that number of very hard winters

Whatever his faults, he had strength; and after her experience of married life with a weak man, Lady Jane had come to the conclusion that strength was the only male quality worth consideration.

There are all sorts of restaurants in London—from the restaurant which makes you fancy you are in Paris to the restaurant which makes you wish you were.

Joan Valentine was a tall girl with wheat-gold hair and eyes as brightly blue as a November sky when the sun is shining on a frosty world. There was in them a little of November's cold glitter, too, for Joan had been through much in the last few years; and experience, even when it does not harden, erects a defensive barrier between its children and the world.

Life, said Wesson, who had had time for reflection, is a house which we all burgle. We enter it uninvited, take all that we can lay hands on, and go out again.

At seven-ten we sat down to a breakfast of twelve-grain cereal, a kind of oatmeal glop that Barbara had given my mother. The stuff wasn't too bad once you quit expecting it to have any taste.

Algún día en cualquier parte, en cualquier lugar indefectiblemente te encontrarás a ti mismo, y ésa, sólo ésa, puede ser la más feliz o la más amarga de tus horas.

Die Slowly' by Pablo Neruda: He who does not travel, who does not read, who does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself, she who does not find grace in herself, dies slowly.

It's well known that he who returns never left

I learned about life from life itself, love I learned in a single kiss and could teach no one anything except that I have lived with something in common among men, when fighting with them, when saying all their say in my song. Pablo Neruda- Ode to the Book

What will they say about my poetry who never touched my blood? Que diran de mi poesia los que no tocaron mi sangre?

I learned about life from life itself, love I learned in a single kiss and could teach no one anything except that I have lived with something in common among men.

Porque sentí que de alguna manera Compartí lo que hacían O mis hermanos o mis enemigos: Y ellos, de tanta nada que saqué De la nada, de la nada mía, Tomaron algo y les sirvió mi vida...

I hold a dramatic and romantic concept of life; What doesn't touch my senses means nothing to me

Someday, somewhere -anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.

He dormido contigo y al despertar tu boca salida de tu sueño me dio el sabor de tierra, de agua

Começarei por dizer, sobre os dias e anos de minha infância, que meu único personagem inesquecível foi a chuva.

En ese territorio, de tus pies a tu frente, andando, andando, andando, me pasaré la vida.

Little by little, and also in great leaps, life happened to me, and how insignificant this business is. These veins carried my blood, which I scarcely ever saw, I breathed the air of so many places without keeping a sample of any. In the end, everyone is aware of this: nobody keeps any of what he has, and life is only a borrowing of bones.

Je continue à travailler avec les matériaux dont je dispose et qui me constituent. Je suis un omnivore avide de sentiments, d'êtres vivants, de livres, d'évènements et de batailles. Je mangerais toute la terre. Je boirais la mer entière. J'avoue que j'ai vécu

What does old ash say when it passes near the fire? Que dice la vieja ceniza cuando camina junto al fuego?

I went up the stairs, I crossed the roads, trains carried me, waters brought me, and in the skin of the grapes I thought I touched you. The wood suddenly brought me your touch, the almond announced to me your secret softness, until your hands closed on my chest and there like two wings they ended their journey.

He vivido tanto que un día tendrán que olvidarme por fuerza.