Quotes About Experience

Mitt liv har inte varit en roman, utan en novellsamling

I think having a child can really change you if you're open to it.

Musically, I always allow myself to jump off of cliffs. At least that's what it feels like to me. Whether that's what it actually sounds like might depend on what the listener brings to the songs.

When I went on this trip I had a sexual/spiritual experience with a creature named Lucifer.

Grave was the man in years, in looks, in word, his locks were grey, yet was his courage green.

He who believes that the past cannot be changed has not yet written his memoirs.

Childhood is long and narrow like a coffin, and you can't get out of it on your own.

Wherever you turn, you run up against your childhood and hurt yourself because it's sharp-edged and hard, and stops only when it has torn you completely apart. It seems that everyone has their own and each is totally different. My brother's childhood is very noisy, for example, while mine is quiet and furtive and watchful. No one likes it and no one has any use for it.

childhood falls silently to the bottom of my memory, that library of the soul from which I will draw knowledge and experience for the rest of my life.

Being young is itself temporary, fragile, and ephemeral. You have to get through it - it has no other meaning.

Nu vallen de laatste resten van mij af als schilfers van een door de zon verbrande huid en eronder komt een ongepaste, onmogelijke volwassene tevoorschijn. Ik lees in mijn poesiealbum terwijl de nacht langs het raam wandelt en zonder dat het doorheb, glijdt mijn kindertijd stilletjes naar de bodem van mijn herinneringen, die bibliotheek van het gemoed, waaruit ik voor de rest van mijn hele bestaan kennis en ervaring zal opdiepen.

A legtöbb feln?tt azt mondja, hogy boldog gyerekkora volt, és talán még el is hiszik, de nekem aztán mondhatják. Szerintem csak sikerült elfelejteniük.

I want your first trip to be with me. I want to show you cities and landscapes and teach you how to look at things in new ways and how to get along in places you don't already know inside out. I want to put some life in you...

Just think, never to be glad or disappointed. Never to like anyone and get cross at him and forgive him. Never to sleep or feel cold, never to make a mistake and have a stomach-ache and be cured from it, never to have a birthday party, drink beer, and have a bad conscience... How terrible.

Ajatella, jos ei koskaan voisi tulla iloiseksi tai pettyä, mietti isä veneen kiitäessä läpi myrskyn. Ei koskaan voisi pitää kenestäkään, eikä suuttua eikä antaa anteeksi. Ei koskaan voisi nukkua eikä palella, ei koskaan erehtyä, ei tuntea vatsakipua eikä toipua siitä, ei viettää syntymäpäivää, ei juoda olutta eikä tuntea pahaa omaatuntoa...

I've been doing everything for an awfully long time, and I've seen and lived as hard as I could, and it's been unbelievable, I tell you, unbelievable. But now I have the feeling everything's gliding away from me, and I don't remember, and I don't care, and yet now is right when I need it!'. [pp. 84-85]

I know I do everything. I've been doing everything for an awfully long time, and I've seen and lived as hard as I could, and it's been unbelievable, I tell you, unbelievable. But now I have the feeling everything is gliding away from me, and I don't remember, and I don't care, and yet now is right when I need it.

You sentimentalise them because they're little," she said. "But the format doesn't matter. I have gradually learned that everyone, absolutely everyone of every size, is out to get something. People want things. It comes to them naturally. Of course they get more skilful with age, and they're no longer so disarmingly obvious, but the goal doesn't change. Your children simply haven't had time to learn how it's done. That's what we call innocence.

I mean, something has to go wrong before you know a law is called for. (Hodgkins)

Strange that it will all just go on, we will paint, travel, love, grieve, collect money, buy things, grow old ... whether we want to or not.

Of course it [the robe] smelled -- that was part of its charm. Smell is important. It reminds a person of all the things he's been though; it is a sheath of memories and security.

That's strange, Grandmother thought. I can't describe things any more. I can't find the words, or maybe it's just that I'm not trying hard enough. It was such a long time ago. No one here was even born. And unless I tell it because I want to, it's as if it never happened; it gets closed off and then it's lost.

Do you know the difference between the first love and the last? It's this: you always think the first love is the last and the last the first...

Dlaczego nie pozwolÄ… mi nigdy zachowa? moich wspomnieÅ" o wÄ™drówkach tylko dla siebie? Czy nie mogÄ… zrozumie?, ?e gadaniem niszczÄ… wszystko? JeÅ›li im opowiadam, to potem nic nie zostaje. PamiÄ™tam tylko swoje wÅ'asne opowiadanie, kiedy staram siÄ™ przypomnie? sobie, jak byÅ'o.