My childhood should have taught me lessons for my own fatherhood but it didn't because parenting can only be learned by people who have no children.

I learned a lesson which I didn't heed: Don't put yourself in your movies. It's too much.

My aunt had a season ticket for the Friday afternoon concerts and I would go down for lessons. My lessons were Saturday morning.

There is a basic lesson on financial crises that governments tend to wait too long underestimate the risks want to do too little. And it ultimately gets away from them and they end up spending more money causing much more damage to the economy.

When I was six years old my friend was auditioning for 'Annie ' and I decided I wanted to audition with her. My mom was worried I would fall flat on my face because I'd never opened my mouth to sing so she sent me to vocal lessons. I did the audition and fell in love with the entire process of a show.

I was serious about ballet for a long time but my mom got me into tap and jazz and modern and hip-hop and I was one of those over-lessoned children.

I took piano for many years. I kicked and screamed through all of my lessons but my mom really insisted.

In third grade I was taking tap-dance lessons and about six weeks before the recital I wanted to quit. My mom said 'No you're going to stay with it.' Well I did it and I was bad too! But my parents never let their kids walk away from something because it was too hard.

My mother stopped working when she had my brother. She was a full time mom until I started getting heavily into ice skating lessons and it got to the point where they really needed my mom to earn an income.

My mom would give me a piece to play but I wouldn't do any theory because when it came time to do it I would sneak back upstairs and watch TV. So I had these kind of nonchalant lessons for years then it just started soaking in.