When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that read more

When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.

Regrets are idle; yet history is one long regret. Everything might have turned out so differently.

Regrets are idle; yet history is one long regret. Everything might have turned out so differently.

Of all the words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these... it might have been.

Of all the words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these... it might have been.

Forget regret, or life is yours to miss.

Forget regret, or life is yours to miss.

Regret for time wasted can become a power for good in the time that remains, if we will only stop read more

Regret for time wasted can become a power for good in the time that remains, if we will only stop the waste and the idle, useless regretting.

Only in your imagination can you revise.

Only in your imagination can you revise.

Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things we did not read more

Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable.

I don't have to wait until the next morning to regret something I did that was kinda dumb.

I don't have to wait until the next morning to regret something I did that was kinda dumb.

For of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: "It might have been!".

For of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: "It might have been!".