My father also happened to be an intellectual as learned literate informed and curious as anyone I have known. Unobtrusively and casually he was my wise and gentle teacher.

He was very commanding and you had to know what you were doing to work for Mr. Rogers. I learned how to ride very quickly with him as my riding teacher.

Both my grandmothers had upright pianos and I just knew how to play since I was a child. Nobody taught me. I sounded like a grown-up and then I learned how to read music. I played so well by ear I could fool the teacher to believe I could play the notes. She'd make the mistake of playing the song once and I could play it.

I'm sure any vocal teacher that listens to me would rather cut my throat than do anything - I do everything all wrong - but I think for me that's the best - because I don't think I have a voice so I think what I project would be style - if I learned to sing I'd lose my style.

As a student I learned from wonderful teachers and ever since then I've thought everyone is a teacher.

I started the class late. The teacher said I would have to learn as much in half a year that the others learned in a year. I did it.

I'm blessed with a good pair of ears. That's how I fooled my piano teacher. I'd watch his fingers and I'd listen to it and I just kind of basically learned it by myself.

I have learned silence from the talkative toleration from the intolerant and kindness from the unkind yet strange I am ungrateful to those teachers.

Grief is a normal and natural response to loss. It is originally an unlearned feeling process. Keeping grief inside increases your pain.

I've learned it's always better to have a small percentage of a big success than a hundred percent of nothing.

I've learned that success comes in a very prickly package. Whether you choose to accept it or not is up to you.

I've learned that mistakes can often be as good a teacher as success.

Part of my strength as an actor comes from what I've learned all these years: when you play a villain you try to get the light touches when you play a hero you try to get in some of the warts.

I learned that it is the weak who are cruel and that gentleness is to be expected only from the strong.

I learned easily and had time to follow my inclination for sports (light athletics and skiing) and chemistry which I taught myself by reading all textbooks I could get.

Louie and Seabiscuit were both Californians and both on the sports pages in the 1930s. I was fascinated. When I learned about his World War II experiences I thought 'If this guy is still alive I want to meet him.'

One thing you learned as a Cubs fan: when you bought you ticket you could bank on seeing the bottom of the ninth.