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 would take William H. Macy as a teacher any day of the week. He's incredible. He's got a lot of hard-earned experience.

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.