There is such a dialogue in the movie Good Will Hunting, which talks about the importance of experience and the irreplaceable role of experience in reading:
Sean-So, if I ask you about art, you might tell me the outline of all the art books.
Sean: If I ask you about art, you might put forward some shallow arguments in art books.
Michelangelo. You know him well: life's work, political aspirations, him and the Pope, sexual orientation, all works, right?
You know a lot about Michelangelo. He is full of political enthusiasm, and he is addicted to sexual relations with the Pope. Do you know him well?
But I bet you don't know the smell of the Sistine Chapel. You never really stood there and looked up at the beautiful ceiling … and saw this.
But you haven't even smelled the Sistine Chapel? You've never stood there looking up at a famous painting on the ceiling, have you? But I've seen it.
If I ask you a question about women, you may give me an outline of your personal favorite. You may even have had sex several times. But you can't tell me what it's like to wake up next to a woman and feel real happiness.
You can tell me a lot if I ask a woman. You may have slept several times, but when you wake up next to a woman, you can't tell the true joy.
You are a strong child. If I asked you about the war, you might, uh, throw Shakespeare at me, right? Dear friends, once again break through …
You are young and strong. If I talk to you about war, you will throw Shakespeare at me and carry "* * * to the battlefield, dear friend"
But you've never been near it. You've never held your best friend's head on his knee and watched him take his last breath and ask for help.
But you haven't experienced a war. You haven't tried to hold your best friend's head in your arms, watching him swallow his last breath, staring at you, eager to ask for help.
I ask you about love, and you may quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman, completely vulnerable ...
When I ask you what love is, you may only say the moon, but you haven't tried to throw yourself into it.
I know someone who can level you with her eyes ... It feels like God put an angel on the earth specially for you ... He can save you from the depths of hell ...
Knowing each other's heart when trading with four eyes is like God arranging an angel to come down to earth and dedicate it only to you to save you from the abyss of hell.
You don't know what it's like to be her angel … love her and be there forever … experience anything … experience cancer.
You have never felt the feeling of caring for her in every way. You have never paid for her, knowing that she is terminally ill, and you have never tried the feeling of losing the one you love.