You can turn your back on a person, but never turn your back on a drug, especially when its waving a razor sharp hunting knife in your eye.

He wandered into the Newsroom and asked for a job the same way he’d walk into a barbershop and ask for a haircut, and with no more idea of being turned down.

If I'd written all the truth I knew for the past ten years, about 600 people - including me - would be rotting in prison cells from Rio to Seattle today. Absolute truth is a very rare and dangerous commodity in the context of professional journalism.

One of the advantages of being dead, I guess, is that somebody else can edit all this.

If you have half a story and you don't know the rest, you use what you have to pry the rest out of someone.

Whatever he might have denied me was unimportant; it was the fact that he could deny me anything at all, even what I didn't want

I don't see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness.