I buy about $1,500 worth of papers every month. Not that I trust them. I'm looking for the crack in the fabric.

It was an unwritten law that black comics were not permitted to work white nightclubs. You could sing and you could dance, but you couldn't stand flat-footed and talk; that was a no-no.

What price would God demand from the churches for having the audacity to lighten the color of his son's skin, and straighten out his nappy hair?

No being should be killed. No being should be unloved.

I tell people, 'If you want to send a message to the White House, call my house.

Once we used to have to crank up our cars, now you can pop it on from inside your house. Everything has changed except how we get freedom.

I used to get letters saying, 'I didn't know black children and white children were the same.'