In fact, I spent 25 years as a reporter, swearing I would never become an editor. Sitting at a desk, watching other people go out and find the story, and then fussing with other people's words - I just didn't get the appeal of that.
I think that can happen, that two people can love each other and not be able to get on at all.
When I got finished, Gershwin paid me the ultimate compliment. He said, 'Boy, even I couldn't do that.'