Today or any day that phone may ring and bring good news.

After years in white theaters I dreaded working in colored houses. The noise, the stomping, whistling, and cheering that hadn't annoyed me when I was young was now something I dreaded.

Nothing can beat the smell of dew and flowers and the odor that comes out of the earth when the sun goes down.

Basically there is no difference between whites and blacks, browns and yellows. I decided to think no more of people as Northerners and Southerners.

My aunts lived on liquor and seldom felt like eating much. I don't know what's wrong about a kid stealing when he's hungry.

I have reason to be shy. I've been hurt plenty.

What broke Mom's heart was realizing that her children knew nothing and cared nothing about the better side of life.