Quotes About Experience

Time is the school in which we learn, Time is the fire in which we burn. (Calmly We Walk Through This April's Day)

Time is the school in which we learn, Time is the fire in which we burn.

The first kiss plummeted him down a hole and popped him out into a world he thought he could get along in—as if he'd been pulling hard the wrong way and was now turned around headed downstream.

The abyss is full of reality, the abyss experiences itself, the abyss is alive.

All night the dreamer travels in this region and doesn't realize he's asleep. The differences between the logic of that world and the logic of this waking one are vast. But they feel the same. And isn't that how we recognize logic, by the way it feels?

He'd come to war to see abstractions become realities. Instead he'd seen the reverse. Everything was abstract now.

Well, it's very much for each person to experience alone," he said, and whatever truth he meant to get at, his eyes were the visible scars of it.

How could I tell you about it? It was a dream. It didn't make any fucking sense, man. But I do remember it.

Skip experienced no excitement. Only the lethargy and sadness of a man freezing to death.

We hadn't yet mentioned our names. We probably wouldn't. In barrooms I lived this over and over.

Broadcast on, speech: – to prepare. The right length. Know when to stop. Time it. Write it out word for word. Make it sound as if extempore & from the heart. So write for reading, – to be spoken. Slower than ordinary conversation. Go slow. Speak out of your own experience, a picture in words, – you are painting a picture. You must be absolutely sincere. A little humour if possible. Some detail the audience does not know & some details they know.... Today

Happiness can not be traveled to,owned,earned or worn.It is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love,grace&gratitude.

You must continue to gain expertise, but avoid thinking like an expert.

sometimes we have to find the courage to take off our shoes and feel it all. Even the bad stuff.

The soles of her feet were summer-tough, numb to the jagged shells and bits of pinecone.

Don't go on holiday to Blackpool, it's fucking horrible there.

If we are created to discover God, and we are, then our experience of Him is limited only by the diligence of our pursuit.

There are moments when you stand on the brink of a new experience and understand that you have no choice about it. Either you walk into the experience or you turn away from it, but you know that no matter what you choose, you will have altered your life in a permanent way. Either way, there will be consequences.

What molds us is what maims us.

someday..., we'll medicate human experience right out of the human experience.

She said once that time is nothing to me but a series of bookmarks that I use to jump back and forth through the text of my life, returning again and again to the events that mark me in the eyes of my more astute colleagues, as bearing all the characteristics of the classic melancholic.

You was in all sorts of places, huh?" "Yeah, I was. Saw the world." "What'd you think of it?" "Different languages, same shit.

He'd told his son recently that life was luck. But life, he'd come to realize as he aged, was also memory. The recollection of moments often proved richer than the moment themselves.

scarred by wisdom she'd never asked for.