Quotes About Experience

La belleza, como la justicia, se nos escurre entre los dedos. Fotografiamos una puesta de sol, pero todo lo que conseguimos es el recuerdo del momento, no el instante en sí.

From the darkest beluga to the golden almas, creamy and subtle, to the osetra, with its hint of walnuts and cream, to the small gray eggs of the sevruga, with its overwhelming flavor of the sea, Escoffier fed Sarah a universe of moons. And she, in turn, met each kiss that was deeper than the last.

Financial crashes happen precisely because the people who remember the last one have either died or retired and thus are no longer around, with memories and character formed by that previous experience, to warn people not to be irresponsible.

To write or read a poem is . . . to enter into a different kind of thought world from our normal patterns. A poem is not merely ordinary thought with a few turns and twiddles added on to make it pretty or memorable. A poem (a good poem, at least) uses its poetic form to probe deeper into human experience than ordinary speech or writing is usually able to do, to pull back a veil and allow the hearer or reader to sense other dimensions.

The "word" did not "offer itself" in a take-it-or-leave-it fashion, any more than Caesar's heralds would have said, "If you'd like a new kind of imperial experience, you might like to try giving allegiance to the new emperor.

Stories are a basic constituent of human life; they are, in fact, one key element within the total construction of a worldview. I

Our present experience, even our present Christian experience, is incomplete. But in Christ we have heard the complete tune; we know now what it sounds like and that we shall one day sing it in tune with him. Our present experience, with all its incompleteness, is meant to point us to the fact that we will one day wake up and arise from sleep. That, after all, is what resurrection is all about. It

An over-authoritarian church, paying no attention to experience, solves the problem by paving the garden with concrete. An over-experiential church solves the (real or imagined) problem of concrete (rigid and "judgmental" forms of faith) by letting anything and everything grow unchecked, sometimes labeling concrete as "law" and so celebrating any and every weed as "grace.

God and his love, and of multiple layers of human folly, which rings true at all kinds of levels of human knowledge and experience.

Anyone who supposes that, because a church has officially renounced some doctrine, nobody thereafter will hold to it, has little experience of real church life.

That night they made love, the kind of love-making that is another country, a country of its own, not yours or mine.

It is not the conscious changes made in their lives by men and women--a new job, a new town, a divorce--which really shape them, like the chapter headings in a biography, but a long, slow mutation of emotion, hidden, all-penetrative; something by which they may be so taken up that the practical outward changes of their lives in the world, noted with surprise, scandal, or envy by others, pass almost unnoticed by themselves.

If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall.

A child is born where his mother suffers most-- is that not always true?

Events at home, at work, in the street - these are the bases for a story.

Yoksa ben gerçekten deÄŸiÅŸmis miydim? Hiç bir sey bilmiyordum. Fakat kendimi yeniden doÄŸmuÅŸ gibi hissediyordum. Tebessum yuzumden eksik olmuyordu ama bir yaprak yerinden oynasa hissedebiliyor, bütün yeryüzündeki ac?lar? duyumsayabiliyordum.

Certain emotions bridge the years and link unlikely places.

Our memories make us... even the darkest of them all.

The longer you live, the more mistakes you make. And the more sorrows you carry.

How do you control your telekinesis while intimate with your mate?" "I broke a damn lot of furniture at the start, including two beds." A curious glance. "What are you doing?" "Traveling around the world.

Stay with me. I'll show you things that'll make you laugh in delight, scream in passion, cry for the sheer joy of it.

I'll show you things that'll make you laugh in delight, scream in passion, cry for the sheer joy of it.

Sometimes, the scars are what make us who we are.

Max saw the stranger give him the once-over, recognised it for what it was. Women had been making him offers since before he was legal. And he'd learned to turn them down without hurting their feelings ...