Experts kill me. Economic experts, that is. Corporations, foundations, publications and governments pay them by the bucketful, and they fill buckets with forecasts that change more frequently than white-collar, workers do shirts. What Lies Ahead is the usual title. What Lies would often be more appropriate. If women's hemlines changed as rapidly as an economist's forecasts, the fashion people and the textile industry would be more profitable than any other. In fact, if all the country's economists were laid end to end, they still wouldn't reach a conclusion.

Re raising kids: Love, without discipline, isn't.

There's no way to move without making waves.

Making mistakes is human ... repeating 'em is too.

No one ever dies wishing they'd spent more time at the office.

If you don't know, it's not always necessary to admit it.

Most of us are better when things go better.