My sister Tiffany told me years ago, 'You can never write about me. ' Then she called six months ago and said she wanted to be in a story. She was worried people thought I didn't like her.
I hate guns, I think they're the worst thing ever invented.
I don't know what my appeal is. I can see I've got blue eyes and don't look like the Hunchback of Notre Dame but I can't understand the fuss.
I've seen things you people wouldn't believe.
Whatsoever your hand finds to do, do it gladly. Because there is no work, love, knowledge, or wisdom in the grave.
I don't make the decision about what percentage of good guy or bad guy I play. For some reason, if I put my energy into the bad guy, that scares people. It's magic.
Nobody's seen all my work. No one. No one in the world has seen all my movies. Some things just never came out. . . some things may still come out.
You couldn't be a racist and live in L. A. ; you'd be exhausted.
I'd just like to see a role for women where someone who isn't traditionally attractive is not portraying the best friend. You know, the character that only speaks in questions. "Gee, are you gonna go out with him? Do you think I look fat?"
A spirit of harmony can only survive if each of us remembers, when bitterness and self-interest seem to prevail, that we share a common destiny.
Every man should be born again on the first day of January. Start with a fresh page