We must all face the fact that in a single lifetime we lead several simultaneous lives; our intention should be to make them reinforce one another instead of colliding.

Parody is homage gone sour.

The guns of the big events rumble through our pages, but the tiny firecrackers are constantly hissing and popping there as well; it appears that much of my life as a journalist has been devoted to sedulously setting off firecrackers.

To die quickly in one's eighth decade at the very top of one's powers is an enviable end, and not an occasion for mourning.

We must all face the fact that in a single lifetime we lead several simultaneous lives; our intention should be to make them reinforce one another instead of colliding.

It is in the nature of the New Yorker to be as topical as possible, on a level that is often small in scale and playful in intention.

Obscenity is a notable enhancer of life and is suppressed at grave peril to the arts.