I always thought that being at Time and tweaking your bosses and exploiting your expense account was just fun. Just joyous.

Basically, I wake up, take care of my son for a little while, and then like, "I am gonna write!" And then I wind up.

You have to live among rich liberals to understand what they're saying. You'll never believe what they mean by 'middle class.' They mean themselves.

You don't get anywhere without saying yes.

I can't imagine what someone would write that would infuriate me. Maybe if my loved one had died of some disease and someone was insensitive, that would piss me off.

I'm good at marketing myself through the columns. But compared to other people I know, as far as networking and pushing yourself out there, I'm not very good at that.

I've definitely written people e-mails telling them I've loved their stories, but that seems more like a professional journalist thing to do.