Now that I look back on it, having retired from being a reporter, it was kind of romantic. It was a wonderful way to live one's life, just as I imagined it would be when I was 6 or 7.

And still I wander, seeking compensation in unforseen encounters and unexpected sights, in sunsets, storms and passing fancies.

I didn't have the ambition to be a broadcaster. I was going to be a newspaper reporter the rest of my life, but that opportunity came along.

It's best to leap into something you know you love. You might change your mind later, but that is the privilege of youth.

We always take credit for the good and attribute the bad to fortune.

I can't remember a time when I didn't want to be a reporter. I don't know where I got the idea that it was a romantic calling.

When I was a little boy I used to borrow my father's hat, and make a press card to stick in the hat band. That was the way reporters were always portrayed in the movies.