When I was maybe 5 or 6 years old, the neighborhood girls would sit on the stoop and sing. I was known as the kid who had a good voice and no father.

The dream - you never achieve it. The excitement of life lies in the hope, in the striving for something rather than the attainment.

. . . it is true, even people with painful childhoods. . . grow up to be more interesting people. So, there's always a positive to a negative.

My nose was part of my heritage, and if I had talent to sing and to act, why wasn't that enough?

I don't like talking about myself and I don't like talking about the work.

New York critics - I hear when one of them watched "A Star Is Born", he talked back to the screen.

Part of our society kills what it loves, despises what it's created. It really hates success.