Many are saddened by the four words “It might have been.” It is always true that something else might have been, but what shouldn’t be forgotten is that virtually all of what eventually was wouldn’t have been either. The trade is seldom one that a wise person would make.

One thing that never breaks, no matter how much it is stretched, is our imagination.

Happiness is that flower garden that you tend within yourself.

Those that have nothing to regret are poor historians of their own lives.