Precious was one of a large number of people on the street, many of whom appeared to be women; some, like Precious, actually were.

All political power is primarily an illusion. Illusion. Mirrors and blue smoke, beautiful blue smoke rolling over the surface of highly polished mirrors, first a thin veil of blue smoke, then a thick cloud that suddenly dissolves into wisps of blue smoke, the mirrors catching it all, bouncing it back and forth.

Anything that isn't writing is easy

Newspapers are so boring. How can you read a newspaper that starts with a 51-word lead sentence?

Politics: where fat, bald, disagreeable men, unable to be candidates themselves, teach a president how to act on a public stage.

Don't call me a journalist; I hate the word. It's pretentious!

I always react to news immediately. That's my business.