Quotes About Experience

What is it about the moment you fall in love? How can such a small measure of time contain such enormity?

Falling in love with someone doesn't mean you know any better how they feel. It only means you know how to feel.

Maybe that's what history is, you go from one I can't believe it the next. And sometimes the I can't believe its are good, and sometimes they're bad. But the sum total of positive ones always outweighs the negative ones.

Now when I have to remember a date, all I have to do is consult my rap sheet.

The older you get, the wiser you are - this is true. But you also question what use this wisdom is.y

Betrayal. Lust. Secrecy. Devotion. I think we do these things to feel more alive. When the truth is that alive is alive -- you can feel it in anything, if you give it a chance.

So what's your story?" Ryan asks. Avery looks up at him, hand still in the water. "My story?" "Yeah. Everybody has at least one.

The day it happened, the week after it happened-those were not times I wanted to go back to. How I felt like I was trapped in a chamber of my own noise. Sitting in class and not being there at all. Sitting in a chair and fragmenting at the same time. Clutching to the random facts. Thinking the concept of a fact was itself a fiction. Because we live in a blur. All of us live in a blur.

It takes a traveler, not a tourist, to search for something deeper. Travelers want to find the wavelength on which they and the city connect.

Get shitfaced, then face the shit.

I find it hard to look at her. I know from experience that beneath every peripheral girl is a central truth.

The body is the easiest thing to adjust to... It's the life, the context of the body, that can be hard to grasp.

I learn. Sometimes I am taught something I have already been taught in dozens of other classrooms. Sometimes I am taught something completely new. I have to access the body, access the mind and see what information it's retained. And when I do, I learn. Knowledge is the only thing I take with me when I go.

What a powerful word, future. Of all the abstractions we can articulate to ourselves, of all the concepts we have that other animals do not, how extraordinary the ability to consider a time that's never been experienced. And how tragic not to consider it. It galls us, we with such a limited future, to see someone brush it aside as meaningless, when it has an endless capacity for meaning, and an endless number of meanings that can be found within it.

There's truly a story on every corner. But still might be a shock, to realize you are just one story walking among millions

There is no way to describe how I feel. This is something I've never known. She has told me something I've never known.

some things you don't need to hear in order to hear. The mind has an ear of its own and sometimes memory is the fiercest fucking DJ alive.

We all understand that this is just music. We all understand these songs were written Before - there is no way the band could have known how we would hear them After. But the songs ring true.

It's never the same city. Your city isn't even the same as my city, I bet.

It is real in such an intense way that it feels unreal, too.

We go for what feels like hours and also feels like no time at all.

What do I know about love? Not much - that's the safe answer.

We pencil sketch our past lives so we can compare it to the Technicolor of the moment.

It's my way of telling her that even though I haven't experienced so many things, I have managed to have a life.