It was Queen Elizabeth who made me a foreign correspondent.

Life is always walking up to us and saying, "Come on in, the living's fine," and what do we do? Back off and take its picture.

Reporters thrive on the world's misfortune. For this reason they often take an indecent pleasure in events that dismay the rest of humanity.

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

A group of politicians deciding to dump a President because his morals are bad is like the Mafia getting together to bump off the Godfather for not going to church on Sunday.

Journalism was being whittled away by a Wall Street theory that profits can be maximized by minimizing the product.

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