#peri

It is my belief, Watson, founded upon my experience, that the lowest and vilest alleys in London do not present a more dreadful record of sin than does the smiling and beautiful countryside. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#beautiful #countryside #experience #john-watson #london

Grown people know that they do not always know the way of things, and even if they think they know, they do not know where and how they got the proof. ↗

— Zora Neale Hurston

#experience #wisdom #youth #age

This late age of the world’s experience had bred in them all, all men and women, a well of tears. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#life #age

. . . things whose perishing had been arrested by their power to make her love them. ↗

— Denis Johnson

#human #love #memory #perish #remember

The part of my brain that was responsible for creating the world I lived and moved in and for taking the raw data that came in through my senses and fashioning it into a meaningful universe: that part of my brain was down, and out. And yet despite all of this, I had been alive, and aware, truly aware, in a universe characterized above all by love, consciousness, and reality. There was, for me, simply no arguing this fact. I knew it so completely that I ached. ↗

— Eben Alexander III M.D.

#near-death-experience #neuroscience #science #spirituality #death

What does one do with experience? Do we react negatively, or do we (pro)create from the space of positivity? ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#creativity #experience #life #quotes-to-live-by #reaction

The outside world is a design of our imagination. ↗

— Christopher Dines

#christopher-dines-quotes #design

God gives the exact experiences he wants them to have in order to shape the specific destiny he designed for them. ↗

— Steven Furtick

#experiences #faith #life-story #design

Usually by this time in the summer, we were as worn in to one another as pebbles in a riverbed. For three months we’d had complete togetherness and not much outside stimuli. What few stories we had, we’d considered, analyzed, celebrated, cursed, and joked into sand. Tonight was different. I felt like we were each separate and full to our edges with our own stories, mostly unshared. In a way it scared me, having a summer of experiences and feelings that belonged to me alone. What happened in front of my friends felt real. What happened to me by myself felt partly dreamed, partly imagined, definitely shifted and warped by my own fears and wants. But who knows? Maybe there is more truth in how you feel than in what actually happens. ↗

— Ann Brashares

#dreams

Younger colleagues tended to draw untested self-confidence from their bonuses and prestigious degrees. ↗

— Ron Suskind

#immaturity #inexperience #education