“A beautiful city with incredible people. My thoughts are with you, Berlin.”

Blessed to meet so many great people everywhere I go. Can’t thank you all enough for the support.

In dark hours, true leaders rise.

If Love is too much to ask, at least Respect everyone, regardless of race, creed, sexual preference, bloodline, criminal history, power, or position.

If we don’t learn from the mistakes of the past, we are doomed to repeat them in the future.

For all the claims that we now live in a society free of racism, the tragedies that presently overwhelm us are a stiff dose of reality.

I am not a huge fan of surprises.

FBF to one of the most beautiful locations I’ve ever shot at.

Rise up. Register. Let your voice be heard.

I can definitely dance, but pedestrian dancing.

I’m not so keen on letting my car drive itself.

I don’t have a smart house. My house is very dumb.

Each movie you do about a real person is like a painting, and you choose certain things in the painting that you want to pull out and you want to show.

I’d taken, like, maybe some African dance classes a couple of times, but I wasn’t a musical theater person at all.

I can’t even imagine something being more fun than playing James Brown onstage.

I don’t read reviews, but I do get feedback from my peers and people I know, like other actors and directors and producers.

I think there’s a difference between a working actor, a movie star and a celebrity. They’re all three different things.

In the beginning, we huddled in cities for our own protection.

I tried to leave the city once, for one of those other places. And, my God, the silence. I could hear myself think, and found that I wasn’t. I am not designed to be lonely as a cloud.

A city involves biomass. And biomass gets to me.

As drivers desert the city I find myself clinging more and more to my father’s belief that a man without a car is not really a man.

I run New York City!

A win tonight is the minimum City must achieve

New York waiters, probably the surliest in the Western world . . . are better images of their city than that journalistic favorite the taxi driver.

Edinburgh is an experience A city of enormous gifts Whose streets sing of history Whose cobbles tell tales.