For I will declare mine iniquity

For every minute you are angry, you lose sixty seconds of happiness.
It takes a second to make a mistake, but a lifetime to try and forget it was your fault.
No real English gentleman, in his secret soul, was ever sorry for the death of a political economist.
Anytime you are angry that breaks my heart but my heart will never stop to love you…. sorry for that
Every minute you are thinking of evil, you might have been thinking of good instead. Refuse to pander to a morbid interest in your own misdeeds. Pick yourself up, be sorry, shake yourself, and go on again.
Like roses without fragrance, and pearls without their shine, that is how I would have been, If you were not mine, I love You