Miranda July Quotes

For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'.

Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been; I am also call'd No-more, Too-late, Farewell.

I've been a fool to allow dreams to become great expectations.

Was there any fate more bitter than to get what you long for most, when it's too late?

Being frustrated is disagreeable, but the real disasters of life begin when you get what you want.

it always hurts more to have and lose than to not have in the first place.

...life is in Fate's hands now. You made your choice to stay... it's too late to change that, so stop agonizing over it.... You're making my scales itch. Saphira, from "Eragon

Undeveloped, the whole thing,tossed into a box before we really had a chance to know what we had, and that's why we broke up.

I don't believe in mistakes. Never have. I believe that there are a multitude of paths before us and it's just a matter of which way we walk home. I don't believe in regret. If you regret things about your life, than I'll bet that you're not paying attention. Regret is just imagining that you know what would have happened if you took that job in California or married your high-school sweetheart or just looked one more time before you stepped out into the street ... or didn't. But you don't know; you can't possibly know.

There's mistakes that I have made. Some chances I just threw away. Some roads I never should've taken. Been some signs I didn't see. Hearts that I hurt needlessly. Some wounds that I wish I could have one more chance to mend, but it don't make no difference: The past can't be rewritten. You get the life you're given.

Say goodbye to yesterday...those are the words I'll never say.

Mistakes wreck your life. But they make what you have. It's kind of all one. You know what Hester told me when we were working the sheep one time? She said it's no good to complain about your flock, because it's the put-together of all your past choices.

He’d undone all he could. You can be sorry, and you can be forgiven, but you can’t call back the futures that your bad decisions lost

He was so good and honest. Why couldn't I love him instead?

And the sooner you do the right thing, the better. You get it over with, and you don’t have to worry about it anymore. But who does that in real life?

Sometimes the right choice seems great at the moment, but then suddenly it's as if somebody detonated a suicide bomb.

There is no worse mistake in public leadership than to hold out false hope soon to be swept away.

The mistakes I've made are dead to me. But I can't take back the things I never did.

Our suffering is caused by holding on to how things might have been, should have been, could have been.

Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.

Holding onto something that's gone only makes a sickness inside.

You can tell it any way you want but that's the way it is. I should of done it and I didnt. And some part of me has never quit wishin I could go back. And I cant. I didn't know you could steal your own life. And I didnt know that it would bring you no more benefit than about anything else you might steal. I thinkI done the best with itI knew how but itstill wasntmine. It neverhas been.

I thought that if the right time gets missed, if one has refused or been refused something for too long, it's too late, even if it is finally tackled with energy and received with joy. Or is there no such thing as "too late"? Is there only "late," and is "late" always better than "never"? I don't know.