Words matter. These are the best Correspondent Quotes from famous people such as Richard Quest, P. J. O’Rourke, Adam Clymer, Holly Madison, Michael Hastings, and they’re great for sharing with your friends.
People often talk about parachute journalism, but one of the skills that you get when you are a correspondent is the ability to look at facts fast and work out what the story is.
When you’re a war correspondent, the reader is for you because the reader is saying, ‘Gee, I wouldn’t want to be doing that.’ They’re on your side.
When I came back to Washington to be The Times’ chief congressional correspondent in 1991, I was looking for a book subject, and Ted Kennedy stood out for two reasons.
I started a trial period a couple of weeks ago as a correspondent for ‘Extra,’ and now it’s become full time.
I have to admit that the empty prestige and the stupid glory – yes, the horrible rush, the deadly sense of importance that war brings to life – are hard illusions to shake off. Look at me, a war correspondent.
I started at ‘The Daily Telegraph’ as a daily news reporter. I moved then to ‘The Guardian,’ and then I moved to New York as the correspondent for ‘The Guardian,’ moved to ‘The Times of London.’ And really, it was the best job you could imagine. You could cover any story you wanted in America.
I was a war correspondent and journalist for a long time, and I was very near the towers on 9/11 and very shortly after in Afghanistan.
You can learn all about the human condition from covering the crime beat in a big city – you don’t need to go to Beirut for that – but a foreign correspondent begins to understand poverty from a different perspective.
Chia Chang, the Washington correspondent for the privately owned Taipei news organization ‘United Daily News,’ was told to leave the ICAO building after producing a Taiwanese passport to ICAO media accreditation officials. Canada recognizes Taiwanese passports. Beijing does not.
The first time I met President Obama was 2006 in Baghdad. He was the senator from Illinois; it was a month before he actually ended up declaring. He had to come to Baghdad to kind of check that box, and I was the correspondent for ‘Newsweek’ at the time.
My husband is a Dutch television correspondent. He’s not taking any job away from an American. Because I don’t really think there are any Americans that can speak Dutch and explain American politics to a Dutch audience.
Even in November 1938, after five years of anti-Semitic legislation and persecution, they still owned, according to the Times correspondent in Berlin, something like a third of the real property in the Reich.
I went to Aspen right after school and got a freelance gig writing articles for the ‘Aspen Times.’ I was their nightlife correspondent. They paid me fifty bucks an article.
In 1993, I joined Reuters as a correspondent in its Cairo bureau.
I was hired at CNBC TV by a financial news anchor named Louis Rukeyser who had spent decades as a foreign correspondent in the Middle East. He told me I could learn the craft on the job. That was my first paid gig. Before that I was an unpaid intern at CNN in Atlanta.
The greatest promotion I ever had on a newspaper was when ‘The Washington Post’ suddenly promoted me from city-side general assignment reporter to Latin American correspondent and sent me off to Cuba. Fidel Castro had just come to power. It was a very exciting assignment, but also very serious.
I would say that the war correspondent gets more drinks, more girls, better pay, and greater freedom than the soldier, but at this stage of the game, having the freedom to choose his spot and being allowed to be a coward and not be executed for it is his torture.
Many authors hate to go on grinding book tours. But I’ve always found it a useful way to be a foreign correspondent in America and take the pulse of the country.
Like all young reporters – brilliant or hopelessly incompetent – I dreamed of the glamorous life of the foreign correspondent: prowling Vienna in a Burberry trench coat, speaking a dozen languages to dangerous women, narrowly escaping Sardinian bandits – the usual stuff that newspaper dreams are made of.
My goal was to be a network correspondent by the time I was 30.
Covering Richard Nixon’s triumphant run in 1968 turned out to be my last major assignment as a general correspondent for CBS News. In September of that year, ’60 Minutes’ made its debut and I began the best, the most fulfilling job a reporter could imagine.
The most important thing I learned as a foreign correspondent in about 80 countries is that it takes a very shallow knowledge of history to think that there are solutions to most problems.
The great thing about being a print journalist is that you are permitted to duck. Cameramen get killed while the writers are flat on the floor. A war correspondent for the BBC dedicated his memoir to 50 fallen colleagues, and I guarantee you they were all taking pictures. I am only alive because I am such a chicken.
It was Queen Elizabeth who made me a foreign correspondent.
Kennedy did not have to run the risk of having his ideas and his words shortened and adulterated by a correspondent. This was the television era, not only in campaigning, but in holding the presidency.
I am working as a co-host on a show called, ‘Lifetime Live.’ It’s on the Lifetime cable network. My co-host is Deborah Roberts. She’s a news correspondent with 20/20. We are billed as a news and information show. It’s fun.
I did think that it’d be truly cool to be a foreign correspondent, and it was. There is a degree of freedom – and the right to roam the earth on somebody else’s nickel.
The police chief of Hiroshima welcomed me eagerly as the first Allied correspondent to reach the city.
For many years as a foreign correspondent, I not only worked alongside human rights advocates, but considered myself one of them. To defend the rights of those who have none was the reason I became a journalist in the first place. Now, I see the human rights movement as opposing human rights.
I’ve been an entrepreneur, a writer, a food correspondent. I might have been an architect – but I’m bad at maths.
I was a war correspondent. I’ve watched great people crumble under pressure and make bad decisions.
As a war correspondent and a mother, I’ve learned to live in two different realities… but it’s my choice. I choose to live in peace and witness war – to experience the worst in people but to remember the beauty.
I think I’m still chewing on my years as a foreign correspondent. I found myself covering catastrophes – war, uprising, famine, refugee crises – and witnessing how people were affected by dire situations. When I find a story from the past, I bring some of those lessons to bear on the narrative.
