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

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

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.

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.

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

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.

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!".

I'd rather regret the things I've done than regret the things I haven't done.

I'd rather regret the things I've done than regret the things I haven't done.