You have learnt something. That always feels at first as if you had lost something.

He who likes cherries soon learns to climb.

Humans like history, like to know why things start and end, like to have reasons for it, and the school never has any reasons.

It is impossible for a man to learn that which he thinks he already knows.

Learning without thought is useless. Thought without learning is dangerous.

Learning stamps you with its moments. Childhood's learning is made up of moments. It isn't steady. It's a pulse.

Today in America vast concourses of youth are flocking to our colleges, eager for something, just what they do not know.

Wherever there are beginners and experts, old and young, there is some kind of learning going on, and some sort of teaching. We are all pupils and we are all teachers.

Within seconds her tongue thawed out and began whirring like a dental drill. She knew as if it were the Koran everything Mr. Hemingway had written-better than he did himself, she hazarded archly.

Nothing so much assists learning as writing down what we wish to remember.