Experience is the name everyone gives to their mistakes.

The moment of recognition happens as if by magic; and yet, when we reflect on it, we see – its very name tells us this – that it is impossible without prior experience.

I’m not a genius. I’m just a tremendous bundle of experience.

A lot of people think or believe or know they feel [experience]—but that’s thinking or believing or knowing; not feeling [experiencing]. Almost anybody can learn to think or believe or know, but not

My experience is what I agree to attend to.

Inexperience is a quality of the human condition. We are born one time only; we can never start a new life equipped with the experience we’ve gained from a previous one. We leave childhood without knowing what youth is; we marry without knowing what it is to be married; and even when we enter old age, we don’t know what it is we’re heading for: The old are innocent children of their old age. In that sense, humanity’s world is the planet of inexperience.

A single human being can be taught to feel [experience]. Why? Because whenever you think or you believe or you know, you’re a lot of other people. But the moment you feel [experience], you’re nobody but yourself. To be nobody but yourself—in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else—means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.