You never heard anybody ask 'Elvis who?'

Often I have been exhausted on trout streams, uncomfortable, wet, cold, briar scarred, sunburned, mosquito bitten, but never, with a fly rod in my hand have I been less than in a place that was less than beautiful.

A country so rich that it can send people to the moon still has hundreds of thousands of its citizens who can't read. That's terribly troubling to me.

There is such a thing as a national conscience, and it can be touched.

I would love to write something that people would still read 50 or 100 years from now. That comes with growing older, I think.

I made friends with a lot of those who could have criticized me in print and who didn't, who praised me instead.

I gained a great appreciation for what I would call the collective achievement of the country. I began thinking of America as a much more just and humane place than I would have thought if I'd been covering the civil rights struggle.