Time is a master of ceremonies who always ends up putting us in our rightful place. We move forward, stop, and even go backward according to its orders. Our mistake is to imagine that we can outsmart it.
We are the memory we have and the responsibility we assume. Without memory, we do not exist, and without responsibility, perhaps we do not deserve to exist.
Words are just stones placed across the river's current. If they are there, it is so that we can reach the other bank, the other bank is what matters.
What is the use of regret if it doesn't erase anything that has happened? The best kind of regret is simply to change.
A person's identity is not defined by the name they have, the place they were born, or the date they came into the world. A person's identity simply consists of being, and being cannot be denied.