The thought of today is regret. Things you have done. Things you have failed to do. And the consequence of it haunting you day after day.
I have loved badly, loved the great
Too soon, withdrawn my words too late;
And eaten in an echoing hall
Alone and from a chipped plate
The words that I withdrew too late.
~ Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Who can express regret as delicately and also so sharply as Millay?
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