What is the gain from traveling?

It’s experience. Reading thousands of books alone is not enough, it must be supplemented by traveling thousands of miles.

In the movie Good Will Hunting, there is such a dialogue, which talks about the importance of experience and the irreplaceability of experience to reading:

Sean——So, if I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on Every art book ever written.

Sean: If I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the superficial arguments in art books.

Michelangelo. You know a lot about him: life's work, political aspirations, him and the Pope, sexual orientation, the whole works, right?

About Michelangelo, you You know a lot about him. He is full of political enthusiasm, has a close relationship with the Pope, and is addicted to sex. You know very well about him, right?

But I bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling…seeing that.

But you haven't even smelled the Sistine Chapel? Have you ever stood there and looked up at the famous paintings on the ceiling? But I've seen it.

If I ask you about women, you'll probably give me a syllabus of your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy.

If I ask you about women, you can tell me everything. You may have slept with me a few times, but you can’t tell me when you are a woman. The true joy that comes from my heart when I wake up next to you.

You're a tough kid. And I ask you about war, you'd probably, uh, throw Shakespeare at me, right? "Once more onto the breach, dear friends…"

You are young and tough, if I talk to you about war, you will tell me about Shakespeare and recite "*** goes to war, dear friend"

But you've never been near one . You've never held your best friend's head in your lap…and watched him gasp his last breath, lookin' to you for help.

But you've never held your best friend's head in your lap...and watched him gasp his last breath, lookin' to you for help. Holding his head in his arms, watching him take his last breath, staring at you, asking you for help before dying.

I ask you about love, you'll probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable...

I ask you what love is , you may only sing about the wind and the moon, but you have never tried to devote yourself to it with all your heart.

Know someone that could level you with her eyes... feelin' like God put an angel on earth just for you...who could rescue you from the depths of hell...

Understanding each other's hearts when our eyes meet is like God arranging angels to come down to earth just for you and rescue you from the depths of hell< /p>

And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel...to have that love for her, be there forever...through anything...through cancer.

Care for her in every possible way. You have never experienced the feeling. You have never been deeply devoted to her and committed to staying together. You have never hesitated to know that she is terminally ill. You have never experienced the feeling of losing a loved one.