Today I blame only certain agents for my long eclipse as a public entertainer.

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

If whites bored me, it was because they bored themselves. They seemed to get little fun out of life and were desperately lonely.

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

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

I could depend a lot on my shaking, though I never shimmied vulgarly and only to express myself.

My father came back one day and forced my mother to submit to him. He raped her, holding a knife.