Quotes About Experience

How old are you?" the woman asked. "You look about eleven." "Twenty-four," Mae said. "My god. You don't have a mark on you. Were we ever twenty-four, my love?" She turned to the man, who was using a ballpoint pen to scratch the arch of his foot. He shrugged, and the woman let the matter drop.

You don't know what it's like to be a man over thirty who's never had anything happen to him. You spend so many years trying to stay safe, stay alive, to avoid some unknown horror. Then you realize the horror is existence itself. The nothing-happening.

A human's choice is either to see new things, mountains, waterfalls, deadly storms and seas and volcanoes, or to see the same man-made things endlessly reconfigured.

Mis ojos vieron lo que vieron y mis oídos oyeron mi respiración y los sonidos que se sobreponían a ella.

A few years ago" has a comfortable distance. The blood is dry, the scabs hardened, peeled. Early on was different.

It was also a good time to figure out this relationship with Tyler. We'd been going out for eight months by now, but our feelings were nomadic, too, hard to pin down. Or at least hard to talk about. We were very similar. We were wary of commitment. We ached for new experiences. We feared routine, conformity, and, most of all, the end of our youth. Of course we didn't say any of this – we didn't know how. We barely knew it ourselves.

the observer is, more often than not, passive. writing chiefly about his or her surroundings, and the people he or she meets. The writer reacts, instead of acts. Well, i suppose they [travel writers] do act, in that they have to do the traveling, choose the destinations, and so forth, but again, largely they are observant cargo, being shuttled from place to place with notebook in hand.

There is nothing wrong with making mistakes, but one should always make new ones. Repeating mistakes is a hallmark of dim consciousness.

You're gonna miss each and every shot you can't be bothered to take. That's not living life, that's just being a tourist.

Since the publication of my first two books, Getting Things Done and Ready for Anything, I've had the opportunity to engage

The most experienced planner in the world is your brain.

It happened so long ago I can't even be sure it happened as I say it did. Stories change in the telling, memory makes up as much as it knows. We were very small. The things we saw were all mixed up with the things we dreamed and the things we were scared of.

Live an adventure. Live like you're in a story.

Maybe we were mad that day. Maybe some of the things that seemed to happen didn't really happen at all. Maybe many of the things that seemed to happen in the days and weeks that followed didn't really happen. Maybe it was all because we were young, and because being young is like being mad. Maybe just being human, at any age, is a bit like being mad. But maybe the best things that we do, and the best things that we are, come from madness.

There were hundreds of tiny creases and cracks all over his pale face. A few fine colourless hairs grew on his chin.

And I was there as well," he said. "And for one as old as me it's not so long ago, and it drove us all a little mad and a little sad and left us all with partly broken hearts.

It would cut into him at unpredictable moments, like a gutting knife made of colored light.

Simply because you've lived through something doesn't mean you understand its true significance or even recall the details of it correctly.

Even though we weren't old, we were old with all we carried inside.

It's not the beginning or the destination that counts. It's the ride in between.

He seemed a man who had looked at life and life had looked back at him, and neither had been satisfied by what they had seen.

BED. He smelled his adult sweat, tasted it

Not really. All you have to do is spend your life running from one awful place to another, write about every horrible thing you see. The civilized world reads about it, then forgets it, but pats you on the head for doing it and gives you a reward as appreciation for changing nothing.

The gal likes to have fun. But I'm in my fifties. Hell, I could be her father." "Hasn't stopped people in the past.