Quotes About Experience

What I take from my nights, I add to my days.

I prefer to rely on my memory. I have lived with that memory a long time, I am used to it, and if I have rearranged or distorted anything, surely that was done for my own benefit.

He was an old, old man, venerable as a mountain, and with much snow on top.

If I can give you some kind of knowledge of life you should listen.

It was necessary that throughout this mass should be scattered workers who had thought over the experience of 1905, criticised the constitutional illusions of the liberals and Mensheviks, assimilated the perspectives of the revolution, meditated hundreds of times about the question of the army, watched attentively what was going on in its midst-workers capable of making revolutionary inferences from what they observed and communicating them to others.

If you're lucky enough to fall in love, that's one thing. Otherwise all that was ever truly beautiful to me was boyhood. It's the meal we sup on for the rest of our lives. Love puts the icing on life. But if you don't find it...you must call on your childhood memories over and over till you do.

I'd date someone younger or older age doesn't matter to me. Or looks, really - it's all about maturity.

I feel like I've lived quite a sheltered life, like my mom and dad were quite protective of me.

Fiatal létemre úgy véltem, minden dallamnak ismétlÅ'désesnek kell lennie – mivel rövid zenei tapasztalatom még csak arra szoktatta hallásomat, hogy ezt várja.

Music is the emotional life of most people.

And you treated my woman to a flake of your life/ And when she came back she was nobody's wife.

I am an old scholar, better-looking now than when I was young. That's what sitting on your ass does to your face.

Seven to eleven is a huge chunk of life, full of dulling and forgetting. It is fabled that we slowly lose the gift of speech with animals, that birds no longer visit our windowsills to converse. As our eyes grow accustomed to sight they armor themselves against wonder.

It's time that we began to laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.

Your body will never be familiar.

I raise my glass to the Awful Truth, Which you can't reveal to the Ears of Youth, Except to say it isn't worth a dime, And the whole damn place goes crazy twice, And it's once for the Devil and once for Christ

Who could have foretold the heart grows old from touching others

At first first nothing will happen to us and later on it will happen to us again.

F. once said: At sixteen I stopped fucking faces. I had occasioned the remark by expressing disgust at his latest conquest, a young hunchback he had met while touring an orphanage. F. spoke to me that day as if I were truly one of the underprivileged; or perhaps he was not speaking to me at all when he muttered: Who am I to refuse the universe?

I am an old scholar, better-looking now than when I was young. That's what sitting on your ass does to your face.

I salute you Brave spirit Who has swallowed so much And tasted so little.

I never think about The Past but sometimes The Past thinks about me and sits down ever so lightly on my face—

No sospeché la insignificancia de mi sueño. Creí haber concebido el sueño más vasto de mi generación: quse ser mago. Ésa era mi idea de la gloria. He aquí una súplica basada en toda mi experiencia: no seas mago, sé mágico.

What I loved in my old life--I haven't forgotten--it lives in my spine.