We may through with the past, but the past is not through with us

The past is never ended; it isn’t even past. – William Faulkner

Magnolia - Donnie Smith "I'm sick and I'm in love."

And there is the account of the hanging of three men, and a scuba diver, and a suicide. There are stories of coincidence and chance, of intersections and strange things told, and which is which and who only knows? And we generally say, "Well, if that was in a movie, I wouldn't believe it." Someone's so-and-so met someone else's so-and-so and so on. And it is in the humble opinion of this narrator that strange things happen all the time. And so it goes, and so it goes. And the book says, "We may be through with the past, but the past ain't through with us."

No regrets. Life goes on.

I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer. – Colette

New Order-Regret

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Maybe I've forgotten the name and the address
Of everyone I've ever known
It's nothing I regret
Save it for another day
It's the school exam and the kids have run away

I would like a place I could call my own
Have a conversation on the telephone
Wake up every day that would be a start
I would not complain of my wounded heart

I was upset you see
Almost all the time
You used to be a stranger
Now you are mine

I wouldn't even trust you
I've not got much to give
We're dealing in the limits
And we don't know who with
You may think that I'm out of hand
That I'm naive, I'll understand
On this occasion, it's not true
Look at me, I'm not you

I would like a place I could call my own
Have a conversation on the telephone
Wake up every day that would be a start
I would not complain of my wounded heart

I was a short fuse
Burning all the time
You were a complete stranger
Now you are mine

I would like a place I could call my own
Have a conversation on the telephone
Wake up every day that would be a start
I would not complain about my wounded heart

Just wait till tomorrow
I guess that's what they all say
Just before they fall apart 

Regret, The Gibby Haynes Way

"Daddy?”

“Yes, son?”

“What does regret mean?”
“Well son, the funny thing about regret is it's better to regret something you have done than to regret something you haven't done. And by the way, if you see your mom this weekend be sure and tell her,

SATAN, SATAN, SATAN!!!" – Gibson Jerome “Gibby” Haynes (Butthole Surfers), Sweat Loaf

Yes

For all that has been: Thanks

For all that shall be: Yes. 

– Dag Hammarskjöld