Daddy gave me real useful information to protect me in the real world. If anyone hits me, I'm not to hit them back. I wait until their back is turned, then hit them in the head with a brick.

I just know there's an albino living in the colored quarters. I can feel it in my bones.

The line between the public life and the private life has been erased, due to the rapid decline of manners and courtesy. There is a certain crudeness and crassness that has suddenly become accepted behavior, even desirable.

All right, then, I'd die for you. How about that? Don't you think somebody could die for love?

Being an only child and losing both my parents at an early age, I have found that the friends I have made over the years are the people who help me get through life, good times and bad.

I longed to be a writer, always wanted to be a writer.

No matter what you look like, there's somebody who's gonna think you're the handsomest man in the world.