Quotes About Experience

Compared with the miracle of the forgiveness of sin, the experience of sanctification is small. Sanctification is simply the wonderful expression or evidence of the forgiveness of sins in a human life. But the thing that awakens the deepest fountain of gratitude in a human being is that God has forgiven his sin.

O could I tell, ye surely would believe it! O could I only say what I have seen! How should I tell or how can ye receive it, How, till He bringeth you where I have been?

Partíamos em direção da vida - estrada onde havíamos de encontrar muitas vezes abismos recobertos de flores.

Leben ist Tun und Leiden. Je wissender der Mensch, desto tiefer sein seelisches Leid.

Like life, and love, learning is not a race to the finish, but a voyage to the start.

Non indagate le cose a partire dalle parole, ma indagate le parole a partire dalle cose

I don't have the total recall that makes the ideal autobiographer, nor have I kept diaries. I have always lived very much in the present, remembering only what seemed to be worth retelling. Even that ability is now partly gone; when I try to recall more recent memories they are fewer and less clear than those of my early days.

There is, moreover, very little sense in preventing young people from giving expression to their ideas on the pretext that they have less experience than have older persons. There are many who may live a thousand years without encountering experience of any value. It could only be in a society of persons equally gifted that such an idea could have any meaning.

Experience is an excellent spyglass; but it has this drawback, that Prejudice very often clouds the lens.

As a postscript, it is interesting to note that on a visit to London in 1886, Ouida did meet Oscar Wilde and indeed published four articles in his magazine Woman's World between 1888 and 1889; her experience of knowing Wilde, who described her as "the last romantic", did influence her later works, however superficially.

The old man was silent: the truth suggested itself to him with the boy's innocent answer. He was tied to a bed of dried leaves in the corner of a wattle hut, but he had not wholly forgotten what the ways of the world were like.

You are young enough! — and yet, I don't know; it is a popular fallacy that time counts by years. One is old according to the style of one's life, not the length of it.

There is no such thing as pure pleasure; some anxiety always goes with it.

Therefore it is only people living in the same period and, broadly speaking, in the same community, who inhabit the same world. People living in other periods, or even at the same period but in a totally different community, do not inhabit the same world about which they have different ideas, they inhabit different worlds altogether.

Ser capaz de experimentar las representaciones como ídolos, y además ser capaz de ejecutar conscientemente el acto de figuración y de experimentarlas como participadas: eso es la imaginación.

I remember coming to in white room, with white walls, and people all around me covered in white sheets and thinking, F**k, I'm in the morgue. Then I heard a hissing noise next to my bed. Pssst, pssst. I looked down and there was this kid holding up a pen and a copy of "Bark at the Moon" . 'Will you sign this for me?' he asked. 'F**k off,' I told him. 'I'm dead.'

I was a free man, and I'd survived prison without being arse raped or beaten to a pulp. So how come I felt so f**king sad?

My last good memory of the eighties, before everything went dark, was being sent to Wormwood Scrubs. Not because I'd broken the law again – amazingly – but because I was asked to play a gig there.

Of all the things I lost, I miss my mind the most.

History is an alternating series of frying pans and fires.

Most a barátom kiáltott föl: - Egyébként még sosem ettem ebben az országban egy jó Esterházy-rostélyost. - Vállat vontam, tekints zicsinek.

Aki él, nem rejtÅ'zhet el. Szép lassan minden megtörténik az emberrel. Zsugorodik a zsugori idÅ'.

If our sex life were determined by our first youthful experiments, most of the world would be doomed to celibacy. In no area of human experience are human beings more convinced that something better can be had only if they persevere.

We're not saints, and we're not screwups. We're just...people.