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

Forget regret, or life is yours to miss.

Forget regret, or life is yours to miss.

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.

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.

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.

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!".

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.

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.

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.