When I set out to become an actor, I had set myself a standard.
In America, it is difficult to be your own man.
I’m going to quit writing.
I sometimes like the pictures photographers take of me.
My father was very big on marriage.
I had learned something of Miami from people who had visited there, so I knew what to expect.
I don’t very often read novels.
But I always had the ability to say no. That’s how I called my own shots.
I was born two months early, and everyone had given up on me. But my mother insisted on my life.
Mine was an easy ride compared to Jackie Robinson’s.
I want my great-granddaughter to have a fairly good understanding of the world in which I lived for 81 years and also the world before I came into it – all the way back a hundred thousand years, to the beginning of our species.
I learned to hear silence. That’s the kind of life I lived: simple. I learned to see things in people around me, in my mom, dad, brothers and sisters.
I knew what it was to be uncomfortable in a movie theater watching unfolding on the screen images of myself – not me, but black people – that were uncomfortable.
The impact of the black audience is expressing itself. They look to films to be more expressive of their needs, their lives. Hollywood has gotten that message – finally.
If the screen does not make room for me in the structure of their screenplay, I’ll step out. I’ll step back. I’d step back. I couldn’t do it. I just couldn’t do it.