Quotes About Learning

growth can be messy.

It's easy to forgive people who have never done anything to make us angry. People who do make us angry, however, are our most important teachers. They indicate the limits to our capacity for forgiveness.

When physical proximity no longer supports the highest level of teaching and learning between them, the assignment will call for physical separation. What then appears to be the end of the relationship however, is not really an end. Relationships are eternal. They are of the mind, not the body, since people are energy, not

It's all right if this part of your journey is not pleasant. Part of your repatterning is learning to be with unpleasantness in a healthy way. The mature and sober person knows that on some days things simply feel rotten, and that is okay. You are learning to move through distress by simply being with it, without the need to overeat or to act out in any other way.

Quisiera no saber ahora lo que no sabía entonces.

El único fracaso verdadero es no ser capaces de crecer como resultado de nuestras experiencias.

Someone with whom we have a lifetime's worth of lessons to learn is someone whose presence in our lives forces us to grow.

Embracing joy heals depression. Then we become the ones who teach the meaning of joy to our children, as well as allowing them to teach it to us.

Por grandes y profundos que sean los conocimientos de un hombre, el día menos pensado encuentra en el libro que menos valga a sus ojos, alguna frase que le enseña algo que ignora

No sé en qué consiste que soy naturalmente curioso; es un deseo de saberlo todo que nació conmigo, que siento bullir en todas mis venas, y que me obliga más de cuatro veces al día a meterme en rincones excusados por escuchar caprichos ajenos, que luego me proporcionan materia de diversión para aquellos ratos que paso en mi cuarto y a veces en mi cama sin dormir; en ellos recapacito lo que he oído, y río como un loco de los locos que he escuchado.

Conversation, like good reading, nourishes.

Bibliomancy? It's defined for us a little further down: "Divination by jolly well Looking It Up.

I understood—I thought I understood—then things changed, or I learned the next thing that made everything I knew before obsolete.

But I've developed a great reputation for wisdom by ordering more books than I ever had time to read, and reading more books, by far, than I learned anything useful from, except, of course, that some very tedious gentlemen have written books.

You can know a thing to death and be for all purposes completely ignorant of it.

Now we are more inclined to speak of information than of learning, and to think of the means by which information is transmitted rather than of how learning might transform, and be transformed by, the atmospheres of a given mind. We may talk about the elegance of an equation, but we forget to find value in the beauty of a thought.

Every writer I know, when asked how to become a writer, responds with one word:Read.

I know more than I know and must learn it from myself.

When I was a child, I read books. My reading was not indiscriminate. I preferred books that were old and thick and hard. I made vocabulary lists.

Thinking that we know more than we do, therefore rejecting what we are given as experience, blinds us to our ignorance, which is the deep darkness where truth abides. And our wealth of ignorance grows and multiplies. Much

I've developed a great reputation for wisdom by ordering more books than I ever had time to read, and reading more books, by far, than I learned anything useful from, except, of course, that some very tedious gentlemen have written books.

So much had never been explained to her. They were that kind of family. Things necessary to know were passed along brother to brother, sister to sister, and this sufficient for most purposes, despite inevitable error and sensationalism.

My custom has always been to ponder grief; that is, to follow it through ventricle and aorta to find out its lurking places. That old weight in the chest, telling me there is something I must dwell on, because I know more than I know and must learn it from myself—that same good weight worries me these days.

So much had never been explained to her. They were that kind of family. Things necessary to know were passed along brother to brother, sister to sister, and this sufficient for most purposes, despite inevitable error and sensational.