Fyodor Dostoevsky. (№ 442892)

When I look back at the past, I think how much time has been wasted, how much time was wasted in delusions, in mistakes, in idleness, in the inability to live; how I did not value it, how many times I sinned against my heart and spirit, so my heart bleeds. Life is a gift, life is happiness, every minute could be a century of happiness.