And now it is time for my story to end, because we have finally reached the beginning.

Death doesn't happen instantly. For a little while, you hover around your body, confused. What you want more than anything is to go home, to be safe, to know you're okay. But my life was over.

You don't need to wait for inspiration to write. It's easier to be inspired while writing that while not writing...

Are you a clairvoyant? A fortune-teller? If not, why anticipate the worst for yourself? Past does not equal the future, so why not think big and positive?

My motto is: Contented with little, yet wishing for more.

Humility is the proper estimate of oneself.

It seems like there's never enough famous white people among comic in Hollywood.

I been seeing newspapers every Sunday morning, white dudes be in there in their drawers, never having no bulge in they drawers. Smiling at you. If I ain't have no bulge, I wouldn't be smiling!

I'm vain enough to want do a movie again.

What is the pattern of change?

There was a species of middle pretty who smiled at everything: happy smile, disappointed smile, you're-in-trouble smile.

I'm quite the nagger too. I nag at the others when their chatting makes our rehearsals finish later than scheduled.