Mine was an easy ride compared to Jackie Robinson's.

My father was a certain kind of man - I saw how he treated my mother and his family and how he treated strangers. And I vowed I would never make a film that would not reflect properly on my father's name.

My mother was the most amazing person. She taught me to be kind to other women. She believed in family. She was with my father from the first day they met. All that I am, she taught me.

My father was a tomato farmer. There is the phrase that says he or she worked their fingers to the bone, well, that's my dad. And he was a very good man.

A person doesn't have to change who he is to become better.

To be compared to Jackie Robinson is an enormous compliment, but I don't think it's necessarily deserved.

I couldn't adjust to the racism in Florida. It was so blatant... I had never been so described as Florida described me.