Of all sad words of tongue and pen the saddest are these, what might have been.
Quote by John Greenleaf Whittier
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Of all sad words of tongue and pen the saddest are these, what might have been.
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John Greenleaf Whittier Quotes
- For of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, "It might have been!"
- The saddest thing of word or pen, To know the things that might have been.
- No longer forward nor behindI look in hope or fearBut, grateful, take the good I findThe best of now and here.
- Of all sad words of tongue and pen the saddest are these, what might have been.
- In any man who dies there dies with him, his first snow and kiss and fight... Not people die but worlds die in them.
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