People so seldom say I love you And then it's either too late or love goes. So when I tell read more

People so seldom say I love you And then it's either too late or love goes. So when I tell you I love you, It doesn't mean I know you'll never go, Only that I wish you didn't have to.

Only in your imagination can you revise.

Only in your imagination can you revise.

One's real life is often the life that one does not lead

One's real life is often the life that one does not lead

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.

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.

Regret is an appalling waste of energy; you can't build on it; it's only good for wallowing in.

Regret is an appalling waste of energy; you can't build on it; it's only good for wallowing in.

There is no man, however wise, who has not at some period of his youth said things, or lived in read more

There is no man, however wise, who has not at some period of his youth said things, or lived in a way the consciousness of which is so unpleasant to him in later life that he would gladly, if he could, expunge it from his memory.

I have no regrets. I wouldn't have lived my life the way I did if I was going to worry read more

I have no regrets. I wouldn't have lived my life the way I did if I was going to worry about what people were going to say.

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.