Set about doing good to somebody. Put on your hat and go and visit the sick and poor of your neighborhood; inquire into their circumstances and minister to their wants. Seek out the desolate and afflicted and oppressed. . . I have often tried this method, and have always found it the best medicine for a heavy heart.

I will always be mad at someone. That will never go away.

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.

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.

Mike Walker is the Hemingway of gossip.

I think people of lesser talent will become stars.