Set me a task in which I can put something of my very self, and it is a task no longer; it is joy; it is art.
You figure that time could heal all wounds, but some people just really hold a crazy grudge.
I came to America, and I made good. It's an old story, but it hasn't been told in a long time. Usually, it's, 'I'm an immigrant, I came here and got persecuted.' My story is I came here, I worked hard, and it worked out all right. So it's still available.

