To have regrets, I've always thought, is to entertain the notion that things could have gone differently. This is within itself ridiculous, because things can't. There is only one way to go and that's the way we've already gone. In some strange way it's almost like predestiny, that the things we do are so permanent, so unchanging. Perhaps it speaks
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