I Remember Seeing Richard Pryor's First Movie;

Show Business Is One Of The Few Businesses That The Devil Will Actually Agree To Own Just A Portion Of Your Soul Because He Knows If You Have A Performer's Ego You Were Probably Working For Him All Along.

I'm Just Looking For Authentic Engagement Of Some Kind, And Usually, After An Hour Or More, You Get That. Some People Talk At You. Some People Just Want To Answer Questions, But A Lot Of Times, All Of A Sudden You Drift Away, And You Don't Remember You're On The Mic, And You're In Something Real.

God Doesn't Seem To Talk To People Like He Used To. Who's He Talking To Now? I Don't Know. Then I'm Walking Down The Street In Manhattan One Day, And I Realize Maybe It's Those Guys You See Walking Down The Street Talking To Themselves. You Know, Those Guys That Are Like, 'i Can't! No, I Can't!' Maybe The Other Side Of That Conversation Is God Going, 'you're The New Leader.' 'no I Can't!' They're Not Crazy - They're Reluctant Prophets.

He Does Have That Weird Mixture Of Born Again Christian And Stupid That Some People Mistake For Courage And Focus.

I Immediately Went Out And Bought A Book On Anger Management. And Now I Have That Book, And I Don't Know If I'll Get To The Book. But I'm Certainly Excited About The Day Where I Can't Find The Book, And I Get To Say, 'where The Hell Is My Anger Management Book?!'