Quotes About Experience

This was why men fell asleep when they came. They wanted to remember life this way.

There are people hell-bent on the idea that we're a Christian band in disguise, and that we have some secret message. We have no spiritual affiliation with this music. It's simply about life experience.

Decade When you came, you were like red wine and honey, And the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness. Now you are like morning bread, Smooth and pleasant. I hardly taste you at all for I know your savour, But I am completely nourished.

Even Pain pricks to livelier living.

Quand vous êtes venue, vous m'étiez vin rouge et miel, Et votre goût me brûla la langue de sa douceur, À présent vous voilà pain matinal, Mou et agréable. Je vous goûte à peine, tellement votre saveur m'est connue, Pourtant je suis complètement nourrie.

Memories are not always the best measure of things.

People experience books so very differently.

There's something so romantic about being broke in New York. You gotta do it. You have to live there once without any money, and then you have to live there when you have money. Let me tell you, of the two, the latter is far better.

When you're a stay-at-home mother you have to pretend it's really boring, but it's not. It's enriching and fulfilling, and an amazing experience. And then when you're a working mother you have to pretend that you feel guilty all day long.

I sometimes skip meals when I travel.

She had been strapped into a roller coaster and the car had started to move. She could hear the irreversible clacking on the tracks.

Perfume makers know that, owing to genetic differences in how we experience fragrances, about half the people who inhale jasmine will think of honey, and the other half, unfortunately, will think of urine. They're both right.

Even today, we tend to think of sake as a miserable hot, sour, yeasty drink we once tasted at the urging of an aunt who took us to a Japanese restaurant in Kansas City.

Memory feeds imagination.

Then you must teach my daughter this same lesson. How to lose your innocence but not your hope. How to laugh forever.

After all, Bao Bomu says, what is the past but what we choose to remember?

Innocence may not be all it's cracked up to be.

Remembering what a disagreeable experience madness had been, she averted her thoughts with haste.

The shepherds function as a "sign" to Mary; they assure her, "yes, what you experienced was not a hallucination; yes, no matter how unbelievable everything has been, believe!

I climb to the very top step and look behind me at the wall of memories. Who are we in the end? A collection of photos? How do we know what is truly lived if we cannot remember it?

But until I experienced what I now understand to be a true blessing, a glimpse into the future, I did not really understand love or life. Love, I learn, transcends this life and life transcends all that we perceive-which means, of course, that both go beyond the limitations of corporeal experience.

Once innocence--an all too-brief state of being, if such a one exists--encounters experience, it is transformed. If that transformation is understood, it becomes knowledge. And if that knowledge is employed, then it becomes wisdom.

Ningún arcoíris es del todo inocente

Pero debe suponerse que, tal y como suelen terminar estas historias, fueron muy felices. Aunque la Princesa nunca más sería tan cándidad, ni el Príncipe tan Azul, ni los niños tan ignorantes e indefensos.