To Err Is Human, To

To Err Is Human, To Forgive Supine.

Where Would The Rockefellers Be Today If Old John D. Had Gone On Selling Short-weight Kerosene ... To Widows And Orphans Instead Of Wisely Deciding To Mulct The Whole Country.

There Are Nineteen Words In Yiddish That Convey Gradations Of Disparagement, From A Mild, Fluttery Helplessness To A State Of Downright, Irreconcilable Brutishness. All Of Them Can Be Usefully Employed To Pinpoint The Kind Of Individuals I Write About.

The Main Obligation Is To Amuse Yourself.

If, At The Close Of Business Each Evening, I Myself Can Understand What I've Written, I Feel The Day Hasn't Been Totally Wasted.