I wanted to go hide. I wasn't looking to be more famous, I'm famous enough.

And rather than hide that, I would rather put that out on the radio and let someone see the full range of emotions. If you're going to be strong on the radio, you got to let it all out, even the ugly stuff. And you can't apologize for it.

The New York Times' list is a bunch of crap. They ought to call it the editor's choice. It sure isn't based on sales.

Talent is what drives this world ... Doesn’t matter how many satellites you f---ing stick in the air.

I'm on the air five hours, and I blurt out anything in my head. Dangerous? Maybe.

There are a lot of so-called "good Americans" who are really a bunch of bums.

My mother was very involved with me. And we had a dialogue constantly. And it was like an umbilical cord. As long as the words were flowing back and forth we were connected and feeding each other. And I probably grew up very afraid of losing that connection.