The Year I Began To Say Vahz

I Moved Through The Days Like A Severed Head That Finishes A Sentence.

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.

I Do Feel That If You Can Write One Good Sentence And Then Another Good Sentence And Then Another, You End Up With A Good Story.

Good Leaders Being Scarce, Following Yourself Is Allowed.

All Those Years On The Psychiatrist's Couch And Suddenly The Couch Is Moving. Good God, She Is On That Couch When The Big One Hits. Maidy Didn't Tell You, But You Know What Her Doctor Said? She Sprang From The Couch And Said, "my God, Was That An Earthquake?" The Doctor Said This: "did It Feel Like An Earthquake To You?