Quote by Albert Camus
When you have really exhausted an experience you always reverence

When you have really exhausted an experience you always reverence and love it. – Albert Camus

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Human relationships always help us to carry on because they always presuppose further developments, a future –and also because we live as if our only task was precisely to have relationships with other people. – Albert Camus

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To assert in any case that a man must be absolutely cut off from society because he is absolutely evil amounts to saying that society is absolutely good, and no-one in his right mind will believe this today. – Albert Camus

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My image had always been very heterosexual, very straight. So it was a nice experience for me, a chance to clarify my own feelings about gay and lesbian civil rights. – Bruce Springsteen

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Physics is experience, arranged in economical order. – Ernst Mach

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If youve got a piece and you can feel the person whos going to direct it is really made for it, if its really special for them, then its going to be a better-than-usual experience. – Edward Norton

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Id rather have a lot of talent and a little experience than a lot of experience and a little talent. – John Wooden

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