You live and learn. At any rate, you live.

Ah, well! We live and learn, or, anyway, we live.

It is good to live and learn.

Life is not about what you know. It’s about what you don’t know. And we never know enough. That’s good news for the both of us. It means that until the day we die, we can keep learning.

I think a life properly lived is just learn, learn, learn all the time.

View life as a continuous learning experience.

Life is about learning; when you stop learning, you die.

We are meant to be learning at every stage of life. Think about life as a series of classrooms or ashrams in which we learn various lessons.

Live to learn and you will really learn to live.

To learn is to be young, however old.

Life itself is your teacher, and you are in a state of constant learning.

I am still learning.

Learning implies a mind that doesn't know.

To live, by definition, is not something one learns. Not from oneself, it is not learned from life, taught by life. Only from the other and by death. In any case from the other at the edge of life. At the internal border or the external border, it is a heterodidactics between life and death.