Quotes About Experience

I've come to understand that the pain of a wound or a loss is over as it happens. What follows is the pain of getting well.

He held his hand up to his face and licked the wound. Blood. Old-tasting and rich like the sediment of a river. He looked at Jimmy. The blood on their faces meant they were part of the same stream now, bobbing in the current, borne forward effortlessly under the slowly twirling dome of the sky.

All that we are is story...It is what we arrive with. It is all we leave behind.

I had some once. They didn't pan out. I don't have them anymore.

And me, well, I have to confess that I liked them all too, but maybe leaned more in favour of those types of stories that reached inside of you, touched something that you hadn't touched for a long time, and reminded you of the soft moments where you really came to be who you are. Spoken by Amelia One For The Road (a fictional character in Ragged Company) about the movies she'd seen.

History is the enemy of memory.

A European visitor in the 1880s remarked that the only sense not offended by American cooking was hearing.

L'analyse de toutes ces données a permis de briser certains mythes à propos du recrutement et de faire apparaître une réalité assez étonnante. Les probabilités d'embauche dépendaient-elles des qualifications ? Ou plutôt de l'expérience professionnelle ? Ni l'un ni l'autre ! Seul un élément était décisif : le candidat avait-il l'air sympathique.

The impulse to dream was slowly beaten out of me by experience. Now it surged up again and I hungered for books, new ways of looking and seeing.

Reading was like a drug, a dope. The novels created moods in which I lived for days.

Love grows from stable relationships, shared experience, loyalty, devotion, trust.

I did not know if the story was factually true or not, but it was emotionally true [...].

It was not a matter of believing or disbelieving what I read, but of feeling something new, of being affected by something that made the look of the world different.

They say that we are better educated than our parents' generation. What they mean is that we go to school longer. It is not the same thing.

The place had filled him with a sense of wisdom hovering just out of reach, of unspeakable grace prepared and waiting just around the corner, but he'd walked himself weak down its endless blue streets and all the people who knew how to live had kept their tantalizing secret to themselves.

They say that we are better educated than our parents' generation. What they mean is that we go to school longer. It is not the same thing.

It takes a lot of tries before you hit perfection. Except for my parents. They got it on the first try.

Sometimes you wake up from a dream. Sometimes you wake up in a dream. And sometimes, every once in a while, you wake up in someone else's dream.

Takes a lot of tries before you hit perfection." He paused to reconsider that. "Well, except for my parents. They got it on the first try." (Adrian)

Sex had been amazing, but it wasn't a magical cure for everything. Damn. Somewhere along the way, I'd picked up common sense.

All the while, my mind reeled with what had happened. I have a hickey. I let Adrian Ivashkov give me a hickey.

I'm like a fine wine. I get better with age. The best is yet to come.

Life's like that. As we grow and change, some things we've experienced before take on new meaning. It'll happen for the rest of your life.

I was crushing on my mentor. Crushing on my older mentor. I had to be out of my mind. He was seven years older than me. Old enough to be my…well, okay, nothing. But still older than me. Seven years was a lot. He's been learning to write when I was born. When I'd been learning to write and throw books at my teachers, he's probably been kissing girls. Probably lots of girls, considering how he looked.