Quotes About Experience

Adventure is a Lifestyle with many Pleasure and Risks

Life is like weather we have to discover many different seasons.

Life is like weather we have to challenge and discovery many different seasons.

Every Travel Trip or Holiday have Beautiful and Wonderful Moments.

Young children see the innocence of life, while some adults live in innocence.

Adventure is a Lifestyle not a Job.

No matter how far we travel, the memories will follow in the baggage car.

Ancora imparo (I am still learning). —Michelangelo, at age 87

An adventure is only an inconvenience rightly considered. An inconvenience is only an adventure wrongly considered.

No two persons every read the same book.—Edmund Wilson "Nor does any one person ever reread the same book!

Indeed, it seemed to be the wont of most people in a distracted and frantic world to blast through an experience without savoring it or, later, reflecting upon it.

A journey need not be long, in terms of time, to turn everything upside down. A day or two in a strange place can change your life

Perfume is my memory, the chronicle of my life. —DB

Travel, which was once either a necessity or an adventure, has become very largely a commodity, and from all sides we are persuaded into thinking that it is a social requirement, too.

Bitter experience has taught us how fundamental our values are and how great the mission they represent.

To be an artist it is not necessary to make a living from our creations. Nor is it necessary to have work hanging in fine museums or the praise of critics. To be an artist it is necessary to live with our eyes wide open, to breath in the colors of mountain and sky, to know the sound of leaves rustling, the smell of snow, the texture of bark. To be an artist is to notice every beautiful and tragic thing, to cry freely, to collect experience and shape it into forms that others can share.

Not that he disliked school; but it had to be regarded, he found, as another life, to be approached only by way of the Styx. You died on the station platform, were reborn, not without pangs, in the train, and emerged at the other end a different person, with a different language, a different outlook, and a different scale of values.

Mrs. Miniver put the last sheet back on top of the others and clipped them all together again. No, she could not possibly throw them away: they contained too much of her life. Besides, however clear one's memories seemed to be, it did one no harm to polish them up from time to time. One is what one remembers: no more, no less.

One time," Gertie said. "You go out into a hurricane one time and you never hear the end of it.

Forrest Gump had gotten it all wrong. Life wasn't a box of chocolates. It was a box of ex-lax, and I felt like I'd consumed the entire thing.

She had no idea how long these moments of pure unadulterated glee would last, but she was going to enjoy the hell out of it as long as she could.

Raisinable, which

The identification with the common lot which is the essential idea of Democracy becomes the source and expression of social ethics. It is as though we thirsted to drink at the great wells of human experience, because we knew that a daintier or less potent draught would not carry us to the end of the journey, going forward as we must in the heat and jostle of the crowd.

We forget that the accumulation of knowledge and the holding of convictions must finally result in the application of that knowledge and those convictions to life itself.