Quotes About Experience

I thought I could hear the sound of my memory burning that night.

I can hear and smell and feel everything happening in the hotel. I can't say I have much experience or even any real desires of my own, but just by shutting myself up behind the desk, I can imagine every scene being played out by the people spending the night at the Iris. Then I erase them one by one and find a quiet place to lie down and sleep

I suppose memories live here and there in the body. But they're invisible, aren't they? And no matter how wonderful the memory, it vanishes is you leave it alone. If no one pays attention to it. They leave no trace, no evidence that they ever existed.

Memories don't just pile up - they also change over time. And sometimes they fade of their own accord.

Out in the open air, he seemed somehow older.

You'll see for yourself. Something will disappear from your life.

If you read a novel to the end, then it's over. I would never want to do something as wasteful as that. I'd much rather keep it here with me, safe and sound, forever.

In years past, I had carefully studied the stems, leaves, and branches and had read the tags that identified the different varieties, but I realized now that I was already unable to remember what this thing called a rose had looked like.

Solving a problem for which you know there's an answer is like climbing a mountain with a guide, along a trail someone else has laid.

Memories are a lot tougher than you might think. Just like the hearts that hold them.

At that moment, the thing Knut had been perceiving as "time" melted away. Because starting with this moment, he no longer had any time to think about time.

Paperback novelettes with faded covers still bore coffee stains and greasy fingerprints from their first readers. The books can never forget their readers, though the readers have no doubt forgotten all about the books' contents.

To the best of my knowledge, every acute inpatient ward offers some inpatient group therapy experience. Indeed, the evidence supporting the efficacy of group therapy, and the prevailing sentiment of the mental health profession, are sufficiently strong that it would be difficult to defend the adequacy of the inpatient unit that attempted to operate without a small group program.

Therapists need to have a long experience in personal therapy to see what it's like to be on the other side of the couch and see what they find helpful or not helpful. And if possible, get into therapy at different stages of their life with different kinds of therapists just to sample a bit.

The more unlived your life, the greater your death anxiety.

If I just think of the churches in my little town here because I've been to every one of them, there are 27, there aren't that many where you walk in and say wow, people are excited about their faith. A lot of them, it's just what you do on Sunday at 10:00 or 11:00 and that's not true in other countries. In some other countries, it's still a very lively, vibrant experience.

When I was 7, my dad asked his friend to teach me. I played my first tournament competition when I was 8. I remember I shot around 125.

I am very happy since when I am in different cities I can experience and learn different cultures!

Life is like carrying a message from the child you were to the old man you'll become, without losing it along the way.

Cinema is visually powerful, it is a complete experience, reaches a different audience. It's something I really like. I like movies.

The world isn't just the way it is. It is how we understand it, no? And in understanding something, we bring something to it, no? Doesn't that make life a story?

I tend to avoid writing music about initial reactions to situations, like frustration or anger. I'd rather wait till I go through the problem, and write about the learning that took place.

After ~2 years with the iPhone and ~2 weeks with the iPad, it's actually the iPhone that seems like the weird size of the two...

we are the whole life that we have lived, its highs and lows, its fortunes and its hardships; we are the sum of the ghosts that haunt us...