On regret

Regret is how we hope to back into our real lives once we find the will, the blind drive and courage, to trade in the life we’re given for the life that bears our name and ours only. Regret is how we look forward to things we’ve long lost yet never really had. Regret is hope without conviction. We’re torn between regret, which is the price to pay for things not done, and re-morse, which is the cost for having done them. Between one and the other, time plays all its cozy little tricks.

Do you prefer the illusion of perpetual fasting to the certainty of famine?

Hope and remorse

Hope and remorse are like two snakes intertwined in the everlasting tussle.

Both remorse and regret rise out of Hope. Hope is also a dream without plan of conviction. The line between hope and regret blurs with age. Hope turns to regret, the everlasting famine – lost love, lost opportunity, potential unfulfilled.