Explain to a friend the wonder of the Grand Canyon and he may say, “Yes, I know. I’ve heard it’s amazing,” or “I’ve seen photographs,” but until he’s been there and seen it with his own eyes, the vast splendor of it, felt in his innermost being the immensity of it, the magnificence, he doesn’t know it.
There’s nothing quite like the direct experience. Nothing can substitute for it. One must have had to shed tears to know that they taste salty and bittersweet.