A city with one newspaper... is like a man with one eye, and often the eye is glass.

Any city may have one period of magnificence, like Boston or New Orleans or San Francisco, but it takes a real one to keep renewing itself until the past is perennially forgotten.

The world isn't going backward, if you can just stay young enough to remember what it was really like when you were really young.

There is a healthy American newspaper tradition of not taking yourself seriously It is the story you must take that way... And if you do take yourself seriously, according to this sound convention, you are supposed to do your best not to let anyone else know about it. (Like bed-wetting.)

Forget that New Orleans is actually a little like the Combat Zone with French cooking, it still happens to be part of the great state of Louisiana where people play the political game the same way it's played in Lebanon. The place is one layer after another of tribes, factions and at least a million laughs.

The country's present supply of foreign news depends largely on how best a number of dry goods merchants in New York think they can sell underwear.

The primary requisite for writing well about food is a good appetite.