People seem to enjoy things more when they know a lot of other people have been left out of the pleasure.

What the New Yorker calls home would seem like a couple of closets to most Americans, yet he manages not only to live there but also to grow trees and cockroaches right on the premises.

A day spent praising the earth and lamenting man's pollutionist history makes you feel like a superior, sensitive soul.

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

It's always seemed odd to me that after a group of terrorists commits a vile and odious deed they rush messages to the public to claim credit for it.

Caution: These verses may be hazardous to your solemnity.

It was dramatic to watch my grandmother decapitate a turkey with an ax the day before Thanksgiving. Nowadays the expense of hiring grandmothers for the ax work would probably qualify all turkeys so honored with gourmet status.