I Get Rational When I Panic.

I Meet A Person, And In My Mind I'm Saying Three Minutes; I Give You Three Minutes To Show Me The Spark.

A Love Affair Begins With A Fantasy. For Instance, That The Beloved Will Always Be There.

Obviously, In Journalism, You're Confined To What Happens. And The Tendency To Embellish, To Mythologize, It's In Us. It Makes Things More Interesting, A Closer Call. But Journalism Taught Me How To Write A Sentence That Would Make Someone Want To Read The Next One.

Sometimes A Flat-footed Sentence Is What Serves, So You Don't Get All Writerly: 'he Opened The Door.' There, It's Open.

I Could Claim Any Number Of High-flown Reasons For Writing, Just As You Can Explain Certain Dogs Behavior... But Maybe, It’s That They’re Dog, And That’s What Dogs Do.