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.

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.

Accept everything about yourself - I mean everything, You are you and that is the beginning and the end - read more

Accept everything about yourself - I mean everything, You are you and that is the beginning and the end - no apologies, no regrets.

I would much rather have regrets about not doing what people said, than regretting not doing what my heart led read more

I would much rather have regrets about not doing what people said, than regretting not doing what my heart led me to and wondering what life had been like if I'd just been myself.

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!".

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.

I don't have regrets, there are only lessons. You learn from them, and you become a better person.

I don't have regrets, there are only lessons. You learn from them, and you become a better person.

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.

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.