Quotes About Experience

Every lost moment is the life. It's unknowable, except to us, each of us inexpressibly...

Then she took of her panties and handed them to me. I tossed them on the bed and got undressed. I felt a breath of estrangement in the room and thought she might be a voyeur of her own experience, living at an angle to the moment and recording in some state of future-mind. But then she pulled me down, snatched a fistful of hair and pulled me into a kiss, and there was a heat in her, a hungry pulse that resembled a gust of being.

I would think of it with affection because of its scenes of fragmentary beauty, because it brought men closer together through their perversity and fear, because it enabled us to pretend that death could be a tender experience, and because it breached the long silence.

A Greek will never say anything he hasn't already said a thousand times." Her husband Charles reprimanded me for not knowing the word. To Charles it was a mark of one's respect for other cultures to know the local terms of abuse and the words for sex acts and natural wastes.

It is just so interesting, he says at last. The colors and all. The colors and all.

Ses textes étaient des poèmes en prose, le genre de choses qu'écrivent les infirmières avant d'assister à leur première amputation.

Why try to describe it? It's enough to say that everything in our field of vision seems to exist in order to gather the light of this event.

This is what long journeys are for. To see what's back behind you, lengthen the view, find the patterns, know the people, consider the significance of one matter or another and then curse yourself or bless yourself or tell yourself, in my father's situation, that you'll have a chance to do it all over again, with variations. He

I'm still sad, but you've given my sadness a richness and depth it has never known before.

I barely forget the times I had in this room, he said.

She lived just three blocks away, in a faded brick building whose limitations and malfunctions she'd come to understand as the texture of her life, to be distinguished from a normal day's complaints.

How much myth do we build into our experience of time?

But there are different kinds of death, David. And I prefer that kind, his kind, to the death I've been fighting all my life.

Quando tutto è nuovo, il piacere è tutto in superficie.

She took a bite of cereal and forgot to taste it. She lost the taste somewhere between the time she put the food in her mouth and the regretful second she swallowed it.

my arms on the cinder track. Kids came running our way, thirty girls in bright shorts, an improbable bobbing mass. The eager breathing, the overlapping rhythms of their footfalls. Sometimes I think our love is inexperienced. The question of dying becomes a wise reminder. It cures us of our innocence of the future. Simple things are doomed, or is that a superstition? We watched

Sometimes I think our love is inexperienced. The question of dying becomes a wise reminder. It cures us of our innocence of the future.

He immersed a piece of steak in the gravy that sat in the volcanic depression, then put it in his mouth. But he did not begin chewing until he'd scooped some potatoes from the lower slopes and added it to the meat. A tension seemed to be building around the question of whether he could finish the gravy before the potatoes collapsed.

you want to know whether i believe in ghosts of course i do not believe in them if you had known as many of them as i have you would not believe in them either

Mi možemo govoriti o ljubavi i o njoj napisati tisu?u knjiga, ali ljubav ?e biti sasvim druk?ija za svakoga od nas, jer je moramo iskusiti. U ljubavi nije rije? o na?elima, nego o djelima. Ljubav na djelu može stvarati samo sre?u. Strah na djelu može stvarati samo patnju.

adults forget how difficult that task was.

Procedural knowledge is difficult or impossible to write down and difficult to teach. It is best taught by demonstration and best learned through practice.

Beauty comes from conscious reflection and experience. It is influenced by knowledge, learning, and culture. Objects that are unattractive on the surface can give pleasure. Discordant music, for example, can be beautiful. Ugly art can be beautiful.

We only need to remember sufficient knowledge to let us get our tasks done. Because so much knowledge is available in the environment, it is surprising how little we need to learn. This is one reason people can function well in their environment and still be unable to describe what they do.