When I act I try to express the suffering or joy I've known during my lifetime.

I want affection and tenderness desperately, but there's something in me that prevents me from handing it out.

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

It has been an ache and a joy both to look over this big shoulder of mine at all my yesterdays.

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

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

Asking what I considered an impossible salary when I didn't want to work for someone has boosted my pay again and again.