“The best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men / Gang aft agley”
(The best laid schemes of mice and men / Often go awry.)
Burns, To a Mouse.

Robert Burns destroyed the burrow of a mouse while plowing his piece of land and, feeling sorry for the misery he had brought to the animal, asked for forgiveness by writing a poem.

How many of those who wheel and deal in this world have ever apologised in earnest after making a mistake?

Then how come we, those who bear the brunt of their mistakes, still look up to them? As if they were Gods?