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!".

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

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.

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 have many regrets, and I'm sure everyone does. The stupid things you do, you regret... if you have any read more

I have many regrets, and I'm sure everyone does. The stupid things you do, you regret... if you have any sense, and if you don't regret them, maybe you're stupid.

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.

Make it a rule of life never to regret and never to look back. Regret is an appalling waste of read more

Make it a rule of life never to regret and never to look back. Regret is an appalling waste of energy; you can't build on it; it's only for wallowing in.

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.

If only. Those must be the two saddest words in the world.

If only. Those must be the two saddest words in the world.