Monday, March 14, 2011

Thought Question: Regret Not Doing Something

The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone. “She never knew how I loved her.” “He never knew what he was to me.” “I always meant to make more of our friendship.” “I did not know what he was to me till he was gone.” - Harriet Beecher Stowe

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