A Quote by Vincent Van Gogh

It is a pity that, as one gradually gains experience, one loses one's youth. — © Vincent Van Gogh
It is a pity that, as one gradually gains experience, one loses one's youth.
A man who loses his money gains, at the least, experience, and sometimes, something better.
Woe to the youth whom Fancy gains, Winning from Reason's hand the reins, Pity and woe! for such a mind Is soft contemplative, and kind.
Gradually the true Mason gains experience in using these working tools and can observe subtler and subtler indications of personal flaws.
If the Christian doesn't get reality right, he loses effectiveness in this life. If the non-Christian doesn't get reality right, he loses much in this life, and everything and the next one. As Jesus put it, "What does it profit a man if he gains the whole world and loses his soul?"
He who loses wealth loses much; he who loses a friend loses more; but he that loses his courage loses all.
Experience hobbles progress and leads to abandonment of difficult problems; it encourages the initiated to walk on the shady side of the street in the direction of experiences that have been pleasant. Youth without experience attacks the unsolved problems which maturer age with experience avoids, and from the labors of youth comes progress. Youth has dreams and visions, and will not be denied.
For one gains by losing And loses by gaining.
Intelligence in chains loses in lucidity what it gains in intensity.
Happy the man who gains sagacity in youth, but thrice happy he who retains the fervour of youth in age.
I'm one of those guys that loses and gains weight out of my face.
The bad gains respect through imitation, the good loses it especially in art.
He gains wisdom in a happy way, who gains it by another's experience. [Lat., Feliciter sapit qui alieno periculo sapit.]
Pity is for this life, pity is the worm inside the meat, pity is the meat, pity is the shaking pencil, pity is the shaking voice-- not enough money, not enough love--pity for all of us--it is our grace, walking down the ramp or on the moving sidewalk, sitting in a chair, reading the paper, pity, turning a leaf to the light, arranging a thorn.
It is by serving God and others that we store up heavenly treasures. Everyone gains; no one loses.
If there is such a thing as saintly renunciation, it is renouncing small gains for better gains; not for no gains, but seeing with open eyes what is better and what is inferior. Even if the choice has to lie between two momentary gains, one of these would always be found to be more real and lasting; that is the one that should be followed for the time.
He alone, who owns the youth, gains the future.
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