A friendship between reporter and source lasts only until it is profitable for one to betray the other.

The minute you settle for less than you deserve, you get even less than you settled for.

The sounds of silence are a dim recollection now, like mystery, privacy and paying attention to one thing — or one person — at a time.

As a woman, I know that if I write about another woman, it will be perceived as a catfight.

Women have become so obsessed with not withering, they've forgotten that there are infinite ways to be beautiful.

Personally, I've decided to stop evolving.

For two centuries, the South has feared a takeover by blacks or the feds. In Obama, they have both.