Quotes About Experience

Now I look at this story and it seems to be about all of us.

Memory was my drug of choice. -Pea Hicks

Taking a lifetime to grow up.

En gang må jo være den første, ikke sant? - Jeg trodde nesten jeg var for gammal til det. - Til hva? - Til at noe er første gang.

The calm can't last, not if you're really living. if you're living fully, the storms coming to get you.

why people travel far from home-far from where they started. There was, of course, the obvious reason:escape. Escape from the monotony of every day. SO many of us chasing what we wished our everyday existence could be instead. But there was a less obvious and perhaps more important reason. Somewhere, often right in the middle of a trip, you got to believe this was your everyday life. You got to believe you were never going home again.

quoting Steinbeck-Peter said,'A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it.

We only really remember things for five years. After that, what we remember, what's actually etched in our brain is our memory of the thing, not the thing itself. And five years after that, what's left is our memory of the memory.

This is the terrible thing about a tragedy. It isn't with you every minute. You forget it, and then you remember it again.

I know it sounds crazy. How can someone figure out how to stay by going again? " I said, trying to explain it. "But going again is the only way I've ever found what I'm looking for.

But if you went with someone you loved, you'd often get more than that. You'd get to share it with them. You'd get to remember what they remembered too.

We only really remember things for five years. After that, what we remember, what's actually etched in our brain, is our memory of the thing, not the thing itself. And five years after that, what's left is our memory of the memory. You follow me?

quoting Steinbeck—Peter said, " 'A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it.

during her childhood Tita didn't distinguish between tears of laughter and tears of sorrow. For her, laughing was a form of crying.

Todo se olvida en esta vida, todo pasa al recuerdo, todo acontecimiento deja de ser presente, pierde su valor y su significado.

Words have life, memory, when you hear them you travel to the past

La memoria», le dijo «es ver desde dentro. Es dar forma y color a las palabras. Sin imágenes no hay memoria».

Solo las ollas saben los hervores de su caldo.

Por fin ahora después de que infinidad de hombres han pasado por mí, siento un gran alivio

Sure, there have always been ideologues on campuses, but the old ideologues were at least expected to argue the validity of their ideas. The new brand are ideologues of feelings, and feelings can't be argued. Despite being a certified left-wing feminist, I just don't believe that experience or identity credentialize you intellectually.

All life is hindsight, really, stories informed by their endings.

The past should be culled like a box of fresh strawberries, rinsed of debris, sweetened judiciously and served in small portions, not very often.

All in all, when I look at my dating life from the bigger perspective, it pretty much sucks. If it were a bar graph, and each guy were a different colored bar, and the side of the graph measured things like stupidity, lack of consideration, and overpowering lust, the colored bars of all the guys I've dated would crash through the top of the graph and rocket skyward like a testosterone-fueled rainbow.

Good fantasy fiction: ... explores real human conditions through fantastic metaphors which universalize the characters' individual experiences to speak personally to us all.