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I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge - myth is more potent than history - dreams are more powerful read more
I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge - myth is more potent than history - dreams are more powerful than facts - hope always triumphs over experience - laughter is the cure for grief - love is stronger than death
Learn all you can from the mistakes of others. You won't have time to make them all yourself.
Learn all you can from the mistakes of others. You won't have time to make them all yourself.
To regret one's own experiences is to arrest one's own development. To deny one's own experiences is to put a read more
To regret one's own experiences is to arrest one's own development. To deny one's own experiences is to put a lie into the lips of one's life. It is no less than a denial of the soul.
To reach something good it is very useful to have gone astray, and thus acquire experience.
To reach something good it is very useful to have gone astray, and thus acquire experience.
Everyone is a prisoner of his own experiences. No one can eliminate prejudices - just recognize them.
Everyone is a prisoner of his own experiences. No one can eliminate prejudices - just recognize them.
Music is your own experience, your own thoughts, your wisdom. If you don't live it, it won't come out of read more
Music is your own experience, your own thoughts, your wisdom. If you don't live it, it won't come out of your horn. They teach you there's a boundary line to music. But, man, there's no boundary line to art.
A man who carries a cat by the tail learns something he can learn in no other way.
A man who carries a cat by the tail learns something he can learn in no other way.
If we could sell our experiences for what they cost us, we'd all be millionaires.
If we could sell our experiences for what they cost us, we'd all be millionaires.
Experience has taught me, when I am shaving of a morning, to keep watch over my thoughts, because, if a read more
Experience has taught me, when I am shaving of a morning, to keep watch over my thoughts, because, if a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.rn
