He Who Says He Never

Real Writers-that Is, Capital W Writers-rarely Make Much Money. Their Biggest Reward Is The Occasional Reader's Response.... Commentators-in-print Voicing Big Fat Opinions-you Might Call Us Small W Writers-get Considerably More Feedback Than Writers. The Letters I Personally Find Most Flattering Are Not The Very Rare Ones That Speak Well Of My Editorials, But The Occasional Reader Who Wants To Know Who Writes Them. I Always Happily Assume The Letter-writers Is Implying That The Editorials Are So Good That I Couldn't Have Written Them Myself.

If I Owned Any Of These Hot New Issues That Have Doubled, Tripled, Quintupled Or Umptupled Within Days And In Some Cases Hours After They Were Issued, I Most Certainly Would Grab My Fabulous Windfall, Thank My Lucky Stars And Invest The Money. It's Utter Nonsense To Think Any Newly Issued Stock Is Really Worth Two, Ten Or 20 Times The [offering] Price.... A Management So Stupid As To Sell Shares [cheap], And An Underwriter So Obtuse As Not To Discern The Real Value, Together Would Provide Reason Enough For A Sensible Man To Get Rid Of His Shares.

Some People As A Result Of Adversity Are Sadder, Wiser, Kinder, More Human. Most Of Us Are Better, Though, When Things Go Better.

Security Isn't Securities. It's Knowing That Someone Cares Whether You Are Or Cease To Be.

On New York's Palm Restaurant: Their Steaks Are Often Good, But The Lobsters-with Claws The Size Of Arnold Schwarzenegger's Forearms-are As Glazed And Tough As Most Of The Customers.