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 my life I've been prejudiced against wealthy people.

The greatest acts in colored show business had long made Harlem their home and favorite stamping ground.

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

I don't care to dress up except when it is necessary or good for my business.

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

I've never been able to feel that there is anything undignified about making your living by the sweat of your brow.