“I’ve met a few people in my time who were enthusiastic about hard work. And it was just my luck that all of them happened to be men I was working for at the time.”

A column about errors will contain errors.

I thought a great line in the What Just Happened movie said, “We’re just the mayonnaise.”

Rather than engage in the sort of selective retention that so many investors tend to do and pretend mistakes never happened, I prefer to own them. This allows me to learn from them and, with any luck, avoid making the same errors again.

Nothing really happened – I was elected in ’86 – until 1992, and that’s when the Anita Hill debacle happened.

Life was life. It happened. You never knew what was going to come at you. Or how you could defend yourself.

My worst expectations never happened.

Success happened little by little for me. I tasted the flavor of fame in small doses: I started at 10 years old when I won a music contest; I was performing at birthday parties, company meetings.

Perhaps one cannot, what is more one must not, understand what happened, because to understand [the Holocaust] is almost to justify.

I don’t care too much what happened in the past.