I think it’s a good thing that there are bloggers out there watching very closely and holding people accountable. Everyone in the news should be able to hold up to that kind of scrutiny. I’m for as much transparency in the newsgathering process as possible.

I’ve been addicted to TV since I emerged from the womb.

A lot of compelling stories in the world aren’t being told, and the fact that people don’t know about them compounds the suffering.

I think it’s a good thing that there are bloggers out there watching very closely and holding people accountable. Everyone in the news should be able to hold up to that kind of scrutiny. I’m for as much transparency in the newsgathering process as possible.

I think you have to be yourself, and you have to be real and you have to admit what you don’t know, and talk about what you do know, and talk about what you don’t know as long as you say you don’t know it.

That’s the thing about suicide. Try as you might to remember how a person lived his life, you always end up thinking about how he ended it.

The whole celebrity culture thing – I’m fascinated by, and repelled by, and yet I end up knowing about it.

The world reacts very strangely to people they see on TV, and I can begin to understand how anchor monsters are made. If you’re not careful, you can become used to being treated as though you’re special and begin to expect it. For a reporter, that’s the kiss of death.

I suppose if you’ve never bitten your nails, there isn’t any way to explain the habit. It’s not enjoyable, really, but there is a certain satisfaction – pride in a job well done.

I can begin to understand how anchor monsters are made. If you’re not careful, you can become used to being treated as though you’re special and begin to expect it.

Anyone who has experienced a certain amount of loss in their life has empathy for those who have experienced loss.

I imagine a lot of people tune in simply to watch reporters get bitch-slapped by Mother Nature, and frankly, who can blame them?

Anyone who says they’re not afraid at the time of a hurricane is either a fool or a liar, or a little bit of both.

If someone knows me and likes me or my work, they’re more likely to allow me to tell their story. But it also cuts the other way.