In The '90s, There Was Scant Presidential

I Was Working In The Same Building As U.s. News & World Report, And I Banged On The Door And Said, "i'm Ready To Go." And They Said, "what's Your Combat Experience?" I Said, "does My Parents' Divorce Count? It Was Pretty Rough." Then They Said, "what's Your Reporting Experience?" And I Said, "i Covered The Women's Volleyball Team In College Exceptionally Well." The Guy Was Like, "you Are So Not Ready To Be A War Correspondent."

My Kids Are My Salvation.... It's A Delight To Walk In And Get Charged By A Five-year-old And A Two-year-old. That'll Make You Forget The Darkness.

You Could Be In The United Nations Office All Night Every Night And Still Feel Like You Were Not Making A Sufficient Dent In The World's Problems. I Think The Key Is Prioritization. But Every Job Presents The Tyranny Of The Inbox, Of Allowing The Urgent To Crowd Out The Important. So We Have To Have Our Lodestars.

I Tell Young People: If You Make A Job Choice On The Basis Of Something Other Than Your Nose Or Your Gut, It's Unlikely To Work Out.... It's Perilous To Look Ahead And Be Like, "i'd Like To Be Ambassador." I Would Never Have Gone To Bosnia Or Spent Years Writing About Genocide. Do It On The Basis Of What You Can Learn.... It's Like Falling In Love. Your Whole Dating Life, You're Thinking, On The One Hand, On The Other Hand. Then You Meet The Right Guy, And You're Not In List-making Mode; You're Just With The Person You're Supposed To Be With. Jobs Are Like That Too.

I Joke That I Spent 38 Years Scouring The Globe, Going To War Zones, Trying To Find The Person With My Exact Birthday.