Augen / Eyes Bauen / Build Danken / Thank Höhe / Height Lippen / Lips Mutter / Mother Vater / Father
My mother and my father divorced during the time that my father was getting his Ph.D. at Tulane.
My mother is Irish, my father is black and Venezuelan, and me - I'm tan, I guess.
My father and I are friends and my mother and I don't speak. It's a bummer. I miss her.
Baseball was a dream I gathered more splinters than hits.
Language is to the mind more than light is to the eye.
My mother is from Compton, California, but my father is from Hayneville, Alabama, and that's less than 20 miles from Selma.
Fame hit me like a ton of bricks.
I wasn't Barbie-obsessed. I think my mother might have been my Barbie.
I get more fulfilment from being a father than I do from being an actor.
