Why, I wonder, should the popularity of a news story matter to me? Does it mean it's a good story or just a seductive one?

Sometimes I'm dazzled by how modern and fabulous we are, and how easy everything can be for us; that's the gilded glow of technology, and I marvel at it all the time.

I love writing traditional magazine pieces, and especially their breadth of reporting and the deliberateness of the writing.

You can find out anything you want about a car now, and especially every bit of information about the price, without relying on the dealers.

I had forgotten how thrilling a snow day is until my son started school, and as much as he loves it, he swoons at the idea of a free day arriving unexpectedly, laid out like a gift.

If you had really loved something, wouldn't a little bit of it always linger?

The first thing I think about when I wake up most mornings is the fact that I'm tired. I have been tired for decades. I am tired in the morning and I am tired while becalmed in the slough of the afternoon, and I am tired in the evening, except right when I try to go to sleep.