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A sold-out house my first night back. Do you have any idea what kinda pressure that is? I could have been at home in my
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"A sold-out house my first night back. Do you have any idea what kinda pressure that is? I could have been at home in my warm bed, playing Nintendo"

- Richard Pryor

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In this quote, Richard Pryor is revealing his stress and anxiety about performing in front of a sold-out home on his opening night back. He is feeling the pressure of needing to carry out in front of a large crowd and is wishing he might have stayed at house in his warm bed, playing Nintendo rather. This quote reflects the fear and unpredictability that numerous performers feel when they are about to go on stage. It also demonstrates how much courage it takes to put yourself out there and carry out in front of a big audience. Despite the pressure, Richard Pryor had the ability to conquer his fear and place on a great program. His quote serves as a pointer that even when we feel afraid and uncertain, we can still find the nerve to take dangers and put ourselves out there.

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USA Flag This quote is written / told by Richard Pryor between December 1, 1940 and December 10, 2005. He was a famous Actor from USA. The author also have 38 other quotes.

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