Experience is the name everyone gives to their mistakes.
See {538783} for a similar statement.
Try to acquire the weird practice of savoring your mistakes, delighting in uncovering the strange quirks that led you astray. Then, when you have sucked out all the goodness to be gained from having made them, you can cheerfully forget them and go on to the next big opportunity.
Naturally, in the course of my life I have made lots of mistakes, large and small, for one reason or another, but at the heart of it all, every time I made a mistake it was because I was not radical enough.
My failures has helped me as much as my successes.
One of these days, I'm going to stop learning through my errors.
Oh, I'm sure I've made my share of (mistakes). I don't think I've made more than my fair share of them, although I think more has been made of the ones that I've made.
As a rule, the more mistakes there are in a game, the more memorable it remains, because you have suffered and worried over each mistake at the board.
We have always made mistakes, but the greatest mistakes are the poems we have written.
By nature, I'm a person who always says that whatever I've done, I could've done better. But I don't dwell on it because I'm waiting for the next time something happens and try to believe that my past experience will have helped to educate me in terms of how I deal with future ones.
I believe that the mistakes you make in the past are learning experiences and make you grow as a human.
I leaned too early. I was running, I looked across, I realised I was going to win - the thought I was on for a world record entered my mind - I reached for the line when I should have stayed straight.
Writing about our mistakes turns the stupid stuff we've done and cringed over for years into a sort of do's-and-don'ts guide for others. Actually, more of a don'ts-and-don't guide.
The plays I remember are the plays I made a mistake.
The history of my stupidity would fill many volumes.