He tried to imagine the sound of the color red.

The best newspapermen I know are those most thrilled by the daily pump of city room excitements; they long fondly for a good murder; they pray that assassinations, wars, catastrophes break on their editions.

The only way to fight nostalgia is to listen to somebody else's nostalgia

The goal is to be both disciplined and loose, so that the writing does not turn into a task or a chore. To leave myself behind, along with the mechanics, and disappear into the lives of my characters.

In the end, the only thing the true New Yorker knows about New York is that it is unknowable.

More than anything, it's a game of innocence. Politicians may come and go, but they always get booed at the ballpark.

I don't ask for the meaning of the song of a bird or the rising of the sun on a misty morning. There they are, and they are beautiful.