Occasionally, you might enjoy the luxury of an unexpressed thought.
Comment to Senator Howard Baker who had just finished giving a very long maiden speech to the Senate.
Whatever else people knew about Donald Trump going into 2016, it was obvious he was strong. He said what he thought, no matter who it offended.
Truth comes out in wine.
I'm not particularly politically correct, so I tend to reflect what I think are the terrible realities of life, which I think are, generally speaking, conservative.
I can't censor myself; it's really important for me to say how I feel.
Your tongue runs before your wit.
My thing is this; if I'm sick enough to think it, then I'm sick enough to say it.
If we are not ashamed to think it, we should not be ashamed to say it.
From a young age I've always known my game pretty well and coming from a club like Yorkshire you are generally taught to say what you think. If you don't say what you think then someone else does.
I'm on the air five hours, and I blurt out anything in my head. Dangerous? Maybe.
The experience of writing under a pseudonym was tremendously liberating; I could write what I wanted.
If I don't like someone and I start reading their stuff, it seems like my brain will just automatically start criticizing everything that's there. It's really hard to read a book without having all this outside information telling you what to think about it.
I say things I shouldn't and I can't stop myself. It's called no filter.
Speak your mind; you don't have to be PC.
I paint my own reality. The only thing I know is that I paint because I need to, and I paint whatever passes through my head without any other consideration.
You know, I'm speaking for myself. I didn't like to have to speak filtering for what I thought somebody else would or wouldn't want me to say.
Things people say strike me as amusing, and I am prone to saying out loud what everybody's thinking.
I say what's in my head, and I'm on honest ground. That is worth so much, and I think it does make my job, as a writer, easier. It makes it possible for me to give people stuff that they like.
I wear my heart on my sleeve. I have no poker face.
Bernie Mac just says what you think but are afraid to say.
"Do you want my honest opinion?" People ask. I say, "Yes," for I'm curious. So they give me their honest opinion, And I - well, I'm always furious.
He has no control over his mouth. He will say anything that flits across his frontal lobe.
Me tweeting sometimes, it's like, I don't even remember what I say. It's just coming off how it's coming off.
I get a lot of e-mail messages from people who say thanks for giving them a place to vent, an outlet to say what they can't say in real life with friends and work colleagues - things that they know are wrong, but they still want to say. Is it right? No, of course not. People say some disgusting, vile things.
The records are black boxes for me. Like, if you want to know who I am, my views, my perspective, things I love, things I hate, my convictions, my anthems. I've never let people's opinions affect the way I write.