The difference between belting out “Piano Man” alongside thousands of concertgoers at Madison Square Garden and taking in Billy Joel’s raucous performance from the comfort of your own home is deep, wide, and unfathomable.
The chasm between turning the pages of Cyrano de Bergerac and pocketing an engagement ring after a failed proposal is similarly mammoth.
Experience is unequivocally the best teacher; a hand laid atop a hot stove leaves more of an impression (quite literally) than a word of warning.
These examples are endless: a teenager’s first kiss, a freshman’s first Notre Dame football game, 1 a person’s first scoop of Nutella.
(There’s a lesson here about AI’s inherent paradox: how it “experiences” nothing yet knows everything. But that’s a thought for another day.)
No matter how vividly I describe its decadent, not-too-sweet-but-just-right flavor, its viscose, creamy silk-and-velvet texture, or its comforting-yet-indulgent milky quality, you will never know the pure chocolate bliss that comes from smearing a generous dollop on fresh, crumbly biscotti and taking a big bite. 2