Quote by Whoopi Goldberg
I dont like driving very much. That makes me very unhappy, because

I dont like driving very much. That makes me very unhappy, because I scream a lot in the car, but other than that, life is actually pretty good. – Whoopi Goldberg

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You know, be an actor because you love to act. Dont be an actor because you think youre going to get famous, because thats luck. – Whoopi Goldberg

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Sitting at the table during Color Purple and looking up and suddenly realizing I was acting in front of Steven Spielberg, was pretty cool. It was pretty good. – Whoopi Goldberg

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Hug your kids at home, but belt them in the car. – Author Unknown

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