Learning, without any opportunities to share what we've learned, is a little like cooking for ourselves; we do it, but we probably won't do it as well.

Love, my child, is a thing that every mother learns; it is not born with a baby, but made; and for eleven years, I have learned to love you as my son.

When a man has learned how to remain alone with his suffering, how to overcome his longing to flee, then he has little left to learn.

I think it's never too late to learn - or it's a lesson that's good to continue learning - that you need to treat everyone on a set with respect.

We learn the inner secret of happiness when we learn to direct our inner drives our interest and our attention to something besides ourselves.

Over time, we would learn each other, and I would learn to love her like a mother loves a daughter, imperfectly and without roots.

He who would learn to fly one day must first learn to stand and walk and run and climb and dance one cannot fly into flying.

Well, now, some people learn a little quicker than others. It's nice to learn fast but it's nice to take your time too.

You’ve loved with intensity and passion, and have learned to hide your heartache, learned to press your handkerchief back into your pocket and pretend that you are okay.

But as much as we like the familiar, as leaders we must be willing to learn, and learning many times requires stretching, growing, and becoming a bit uncomfortable in the process.