As Long As I Have My Health,

Covering The Civil-rights Movement Was A Mind- And Eye-opener For Me. Houston Was A Segregated Society, As Was Texas As A Whole - Some Of It By Law, A Lot Of It By Fear And Tradition. But There Was No Violence Where I Lived, And If There Was Hate, It Was Either Concealed From Me Or I Just Didn't Recognize It.

I Had Someone At The Houston Police Station Shoot Me With Heroin So I Could Do A Story About It. The Experience Was A Special Kind Of Hell. I Came Out Understanding Full Well How One Could Be Addicted To 'smack,' And Quickly.

I Think You Can Be An Honest Person And Lie About Any Number Of Things.

Be Careful. Journalism Is More Addictive Than Crack Cocaine. Your Life Can Get Out Of Balance.

If All Difficulties Were Known At The Outset Of A Long Journey, Most Of Us Would Never Start Out At All.