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I grew up poor. I had no money. My family was poor. There’s things I wanted to do and couldn’t. I was an abused wife. Just – there’s tons of things that I couldn’t even mention. And for me to come up and to have all of this fame and fortune, it’s just – it is a Cinderella story to me.

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Childhood is so important. Without a loving one, you’re vulnerable throughout your life. We’re all the things our parents are – the good and the not so good. Thankfully, I have a wonderful wife who’s a brilliant mother.

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Before I proposed to my now-wife, I was understandably nervous. My father suggested that I take stock of all of my experiences and relationships with women, from my earliest memories to present day, and see if I had learned anything that might inform my decision.

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I play a slave. How black is that? I have to wear chains. How whack is that? But don’t worry. I get free. I save my wife and I kill all the white people in the movie. How great is that?

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Hope was a dangerous emotion that more often than not led men into foolishness and peril, made them risk their lives and lose their wives and part with fortunes that they never recovered.

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My mother was given to a typical question: "We have always done this. Why should we do anything else?" But my wife’s typical question was "We have always done this. Why don’t we do it another way or, better still, why not do something else?"

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I couldn’t stand to be separated with my wife for months. It became quickly apparent to me that I needed to find a balance between my absolute work obsession and a private life that we could share without my disappearing all the time.