As the only girl growing up among three brothers I was always afraid of being excluded. If there was a game to be played a sport to be learned a competition to join I was on my feet and ready. I didn't spend much time alone for fear that I'd miss out.

I learned why 'out riding alone' is an oxymoron: An equestrian is never alone is always sensing the other being the mysterious but also understandable living being that is the horse.

Well I'm not a member of the permanent political establishment and I've learned quickly these last few days that if you're not a member in good standing of the Washington elite then some in the media consider a candidate unqualified for that reason alone.

I'm a teenager but I'm independent - I have my own apartment I have my own life. And I think I have learned more than any of those teenagers have in school. I learned to be responsible leaving my family and coming here alone.

The best thing I've learned is if you're going out never go out alone - you leave yourself vulnerable. If you've got someone else there you trust they can say be wary of that person. I probably used to be too trusting of people.

In my older age I've learned to take things slower because I used to be that total-fall-in-love-after-a-day guy.

I grew up on a farm in a small town where you do or say one thing and everybody knows about it. You see it happen there's always the town gossip - 'Oh did you hear about so and so or did you hear what went on in this household?' So I learned at a very young age just to keep my mouth shut.

I learned from a very young age that if I pursued the things that truly excited me that they would reward in more important ways like happiness.

At its best our age is an age of searchers and discoverers and at its worst an age that has domesticated despair and learned to live with it happily.

I never had little brothers so I was totally not used to hearing a lot of cussing at a young age! I learned what 'pull my finger' meant the hard way.

Of middle age the best that can be said is that a middle-aged person has likely learned how to have a little fun in spite of his troubles.

I came to water late. I learned to swim at the age of 20.

I first learned that there were black people living in some place called other than the United States in the western hemisphere when I was a very little boy and my father told me that when he was a boy about my age he wanted to be an Episcopal priest because he so admired his priest a black man from someplace called Haiti.

In this age which believes that there is a short cut to everything the greatest lesson to be learned is that the most difficult way is in the long run the easiest.

Books were my pass to personal freedom. I learned to read at age three and soon discovered there was a whole world to conquer that went beyond our farm in Mississippi.