Reality Is The Only Obstacle To Happiness.

There Are No Liberals Behind Steering Wheels.

Anticipating That Most Poetry Will Be Worse Than Carrying Heavy Luggage Through O'hare Airport, The Public, To Its Loss, Reads Very Little Of It.

Serious Journalism Need Not Be Solemn.

The American Press Has The Blues. Too Many Authorities Have Assured It That Its Days Are Numbered, Too Many Good Newspapers Are In Ruins.

My Natural Instinct After Doing Something Shameful Is Not To Rush Into The Street Boasting About It But To Put On Dark Glasses And Head For The Next County, Hoping Nobody Notices I've Been In The Neighborhood.