We show girls were forced to live in whorehouses in each town, no other accommodations being available.

Twenty-five years is a long time for a girl to live out of a trunk, and after looking over a few houses, I fell in love with one in Southwest Los Angeles.

All the men in my life have been two things: an epic and an epidemic.

There is a certain type of white Southerner who respects certain Negro individuals.

Though I was a Catholic, I recognized that Protestant churches had something.

The white audiences thought I was white, my features being what they are, and at every performance I'd have to take off my gloves to prove I was a spade.

In her whole life Mom never earned more than five or six dollars a week. Being without a husband, it was hard for her to find any place at all for us to live.