Except for politics, no business is scrutinized more exhaustively than journalism.

Gerald Boyd was a classic specimen of the self-made man. Born poor, he worked and studied his way up out of poverty under the guidance of his widowed grandmother.

Serious journalism need not be solemn.

Rereading A.J. Liebling carries me happily back to an age when all good journalists knew they had plenty to be modest about, and were.

Humans treat time as a map and always know where they are located on it and respond with the appropriate emotion.

Anticipating that most poetry will be worse than carrying heavy luggage through O'Hare Airport, the public, to its loss, reads very little of it.

I've had an unhappy life, thank God.