I remember as a teen being able to eat more than my father. I was growing so fast and my body couldn't keep up.

I remember the first time I saw the 'Smells Like Teen Spirit' video. I will never forget that day. I just wanted to see Kurt Cobain's face. I had a feeling he was very cute. But I couldn't see his face. When I finally did see him he was even cuter than I imagined!

Your modern teenager is not about to listen to advice from an old person defined as a person who remembers when there was no Velcro.

I remember feeling that technology was like trying to draw with your foot. In a ski boot. It was the most indirect way to work imaginable but the potential had us all excited. I started in stop motion.

I suppose that every time there is difficulty. I remember about Space Mountain: It took us ten years before we found the technology that would allow such a ride. And during these ten years I had a model that I kept waiting for the technology we needed.

I love what the Valley does. I love company building. I love startups. I love technology companies. I love new technology. I love this process of invention. Being able to participate in that as a founder and a product creator or as an investor or a board member I just find that hugely satisfying.

I went to school at this log school house. A white woman was my teacher I do not remember her name. My father had to pay her one dollar a month for me. Us kids that went to school did not have desks we used slates and set on the hued down logs for seats.

When my opera Plump Jack was performed in 1989 my first piano teacher sent me something that I'd composed when I was four. I remember I played it and it still sounded like me. I'm the same composer I was then.

I had a really creative teacher at primary school. He used to get us doing things such as singing Spandau Ballet in drag in the choir and I remember loving it.

I remember the mentoring experiences of some teachers that I had like a second term home room teacher in public school that really was very helpful to me.

I remember telling my creative writing teacher that you never want to have a journal because if you lose it then someone's going to know all your secrets. And then she stopped using a journal but I always write everything down... Anytime I travel I try and fill up notepads.

I remember a moment when the Prince went back to his old school Grammar School in Melbourne and slightly to his horror his old music teacher produced a cello.

My physics teacher Thomas Miner was particularly gifted. To this day I remember how he introduced the subject of physics. He told us we were going to learn how to deal with very simple questions such as how a body falls due to the acceleration of gravity.

I can remember exactly where I sat when my teacher first read Roald Dahl's 'James and the Giant Peach'.

I've always remembered something Sanford Meisner my acting teacher told us. When you create a character it's like making a chair except instead of making someting out of wood you make it out of yourself. That's the actor's craft - using yourself to create a character.

Teacher unions are an interest group that acts in defense of their own interests which means the union bosses' interests not the members.

Most of us end up with no more than five or six people who remember us. Teachers have thousands of people who remember them for the rest of their lives.

My mother listened to all the news from the camp during the strike. She said little especially when my father or the men who worked for him were about I remember her instinctive and unhesitating sympathy for the miners.

A sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier times.

Remember me with smiles and laughter for that is how I will remember you all. If you can only remember me with tears then don't remember me at all.

Remember I come from such an excessively overdone red-carpet place called Hollywood. So I'm used to people blowing up their success in ways that are far above and beyond the truth.

Always remember that striving and struggle precede success even in the dictionary.

I remember one day sitting at the pool and suddenly the tears were streaming down my cheeks. Why was I so unhappy? I had success. I had security. But it wasn't enough. I was exploding inside.

You might well remember that nothing can bring you success but yourself.