I'm not any kind of social reformer.

That was the overwhelming thing to me, the joy of carrying my portable typewriter to an event and trying to describe it.

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.

Rivers run through our history and folklore, and link us as a people. They nourish and refresh us and provide a home for dazzling varieties of fish and wildlife and trees and plants of every sort. We are a nation rich in rivers.

It was cold out there, bitter, biting, cutting, piercing, hyperborean, marmoreal cold, and there were all these Minnesotans running around outdoors, happy as lambs in the spring.

There is melancholy in the wind and sorrow in the grass

I would like to explore some side roads in life while I am still in good health and good spirits.