It isn't the experience of today that drives men mad. It is the remorse for something that happened yesterday, and the dread of what tomorrow may disclose.
Experience should teach us to be most on our guard to protect liberty when the Government's purposes are beneficent. Men born to freedom are naturally alert to repel invasion of their liberty by evil minded rulers. The greatest dangers to liberty lurk in insidious encroachment by men of zeal, well meaning but without understanding.
Experience isn't interesting till it begins to repeat itself -- in fact, till it does that, it hardly is experience.
Experience that destroys innocence also leads one back to it.
There is no such thing as a person that nothing has happened to, and each person's story is as different as his fingertips.
The stuff of which the world of our experience is composed is, in my belief, neither mind nor matter, but something more primitive than either. Both mind ands matter seem to be composite, and the stuff of which they are compounded lies in a sense between the two, in a sense above them both, like a common ancestor.
Experience: that most brutal of teachers. But you learn; my God, do you learn!
Do you know that places only yield up their secrets, their most profound mysteries, to those who are just passing through?
Do something for the joy of doing it and pray you won't be punished.
A good rule before one goes marching or signing anything: Whatever your tug of sympathy, you have no right to a public opinion unless you've been there, experienced firsthand and on the ground and for some considerable time the country, war, injustice, whatever, you are talking about. In the absence of such firsthand knowledge and experience: silence.
A fool learns from his experience. A wise person learns from the experience of others.
He was learning not to shut down when shut out, but to pray for the person shutting him out.
If you've seen one redwood, you've seen them all.
Two things control men's nature, instinct and experience.
Only he who can view his own past as an abortion sprung from compulsion and need can use it to full advantage in the present. For what one has lived is at best comparable to a beautiful statue which has had all its limbs knocked off in transit, and now yields nothing but the precious block out of which the image of one's future must be hewn.
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