In America nothing dies easier than tradition.

Journalism talk is part of the nonstop background noise of American life.

Ireland really is my problem; the breaking point of the huge suppuration which all British and all European society now is

Reality is the only obstacle to happiness.

New York is the only city in the world where you can get run down on the sidewalk by a pedestrian.

My natural instinct after doing something shameful is not to rush into the street boasting about it but to put on dark glasses and head for the next county, hoping nobody notices I've been in the neighborhood.

When you're the only pea in the pod, your parents are likely to get you confused with the Hope diamond.