Quotes About Experience

You know," I said, "I've been trying to make jokes to you the entire time I've been here." "I know," she said. "I'm sorry. My sense of humor was surgically removed as a child." "Oh," I said. "That was a joke

I interned one summer in Washington, D.C., and didn't die," I said.

there are only so many times you can listen to the guitar solo in Pink Floyd's "Comfortably Numb" without going a little numb yourself

When people chase what they love, they will inevitably seek out and immerse themselves in knowledge flows, drinking deeply from new creative wells even as they contribute their own experiences and insights along the way.

So you see, a man's history when other folks tell it is a pitiful confusion.

And that's the great thing about Ye Olde Peruvian Marching Powder, he went on. It's like psychic Saran Wrap: it locks in freshness so well that you can't even feel your own soul ticking, much less anyone else's.

No one who is young is ever going to be old.

A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it.

We find after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us.

I find out of long experience that I admire all nations and hate all governments

Act out being alive, like a play. And after a while, a long while, it will be true.

And her joy was nearly like sorrow.

For how can one know color in perpetual green, and what good is warmth without cold to give it sweetness?

I am sifting my memories, the way men pan the dirt under a barroom floor for the bits of gold dust that fall between the cracks. It's small mining-- small mining. You're too young a man to be panning memories, Adam. You should be getting yourself some new ones, so that the mining will be richer when you come to age.

The people say that the two seemed to be removed from human experience; that they had gone through pain and had come out on the other side.

So much there is to see, but our morning eyes describe a different world than do our afternoon eyes, and surely our wearied evening eyes can report only a weary evening world.

A plan is a real thing, and things projected are experienced. A plan once made and visualized becomes reality along with other realities—never to be destroyed but easily to be attacked.

For how can you remember the feel of pleasure or pain or choking emotion? You can remember only that you had them.

Again it might have been the American tendency in travel. One goes, not so much to see but to tell afterward.

A day, a livelong day, is not one thing but many. It changes not only in growing light toward zenith and decline again, but in texture and mood, in tone and meaning, warped by a thousand factors of season, of heat or cold, of still or multi winds, torqued by odors, tastes, and the fabrics of ice or grass, of bud or leaf or black-drawn naked limbs. And as a day changes so do its subjects, bugs and birds, cates, dogs, butterflies and people.

But you can't start. Only a baby can start. You and me - why, we're all that's been. The anger of a moment, the thousand pictures, that's us. This land, this red land, is us; and the flood years and the dust years and the drought years are us. We can't start again.

A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. An all plans, safeguards, policies and coercion are fruitless. We find after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us.

But now, by saying what his future was going to be like, he had created it. A plan is a real thing, and things projected are experienced. A plan once made and visualized becomes a along with other realities-never to be destroyed but easily to be attacked.

It is a common experience that a problem difficult at night is resolved in the morning after the committee of sleep has worked on it.