Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been;
I am also called No-more, Too-late, Farewell.
Too soon is to waste the good aspects of life, and perhaps unkind to those who love and need you. Too late means you might lose control.
Of late years… it has been successfully shewn that the human race might have had one origin
What is, is, and what might have been could never have existed.
Life is too short, time is too precious, and the stakes are too high to dwell on what might have been. We have to work together for what still can be.
So many people give up too easily and as a result they never achieve the level of work success that might otherwise have been possible
Keep your mind too open, and you never know what might walk in.
Make visible what, without you, might perhaps never have been seen.
Listen to your second thought, or the third might be too late.
It's just the way things are. And you can't dwell on what might have been. You have to look at what is.