I'm Not Any Kind Of Social Reformer.

Look For Joy In Your Life; It's Not Always Easy To Find.

I Wasn't A Very Discriminating Reader. I Read Just About Everything That Came Along.

For A While There, I Was A Stringer. The Expression Comes From The Old Habit Of Stringing Together The Column Inches That You Had Written. They'd Measure It And Pay You 10 Cents An Inch For Your Printed Copy.

And Still I Wander, Seeking Compensation In Unforseen Encounters And Unexpected Sights, In Sunsets, Storms And Passing Fancies.

I Can't Remember A Time When I Didn't Want To Be A Reporter. I Don't Know Where I Got The Idea That It Was A Romantic Calling.