Quotes About Experience

Si de algo estaba seguro cuando era joven era de que nunca me aburriría. Ahora me aburro. Y eso es una especie de derrota.

el vivir sólo es soñar; y la experiencia me enseña que el hombre que vive, sueña lo que es, hasta despertar.

que el vivir sólo es soñar; y la experiencia me enseña que el hombre que vive, sueña

BASILIO: Pues antes que lo veas, volverás a dormir adonde creas que cuanto te ha pasado, como fue bien del mundo, fue soñado.

en mundo tan singular, que el vivir sólo es soñar; y la experiencia me enseña que el hombre que vive, sueña lo que es, hasta despertar.

El trabajo de un escritor consiste en vivir intensamente en la calle para después encerrarse solo, en un cuarto, y jugar, soñar, pensar, reflexionar, y finalmente, escribir sobre toda esa gente que ha conocido en la calle. Aunque los escritores saben que no es conveniente reconocer este proceso. Así evitan problemas y reclamaciones posteriores. Yo

porque pasé como pasa uno siempre por su vida, a toda velocidad y a los tumbos.

Simón manejaba bien. Me fijé porque Vicky dice que mira cómo maneja un tipo y sabe cómo coge.

eres todo lo que te queda por delante, sí, pero también mucho de todo lo que te quedan por detrás.

Fear that comes from personal experience is far more real than fear based on someone else's ordeal.

As Adrienne Rich so acutely observed, "It is hard to write about my own mother. Whatever I do write, it is my story I am telling, my version of the past. If she were to tell her own story, other landscapes would be revealed. But in my landscape or hers, there would be old, smoldering patches of deep-burning anger.

I know what I'll do. I'll run away. I'll join the circus. I'll juggle cats. I have experience.

Here is an old tradition badly in need of return: You have to earn your way into politics. You should go have a life, build a string of accomplishments, then enter public service....

Fully half the girls had experienced something along a spectrum of coercion to rape. Those stories were agonizing; equally upsetting, only two had previously told another adult what had happened.

When adults read a book, they're two feet away; when children read it, they're right inside it.

The only way to learn to write is to write.

How could she be sorry about losing her virginity in a romance-novel way on a sunset sail?

Charlotte believed in ghosts, for after all, she had been a kind of ghost herself.

Old age is not the same thing as historical interest,' he said. 'Otherwise we should both of us be more interesting than we are.

She read to find out what it was like to be French or Russian in the nineteenth century, to be a rich New Yorker then, or a Midwestern pioneer. She read to discover how not to be Charlotte, how to escape the prison of her own mind, how to expand, and experience.

I've grown old with this century; there's not much left of either of us.

But her thoughts are often of the past. That evanescent, pervasive, slippery internal landscape known to no one else, that vast accretion of data on which you depend - without it you would not be yourself. Impossible to share and no one else could view it anyway. The past is out ultimate privacy; we pile it up, year by year, decade by decade, it stows itself away, with its perverse random recall system.

The past is our ultimate privacy; we pile it up, year by year, decade by decade, it stows itself away, with its perverse random recall system.

And now I want to get yesterday down while I still have the awful taste of it