What might have been and what has been

Point to one end, which is always present.

Footfalls echo in the memory

Down the passage which we did not take

Towards the door we never opened.

—T. S. Eliot, “Burnt Norton” OPoO62B6jic+Z0UIyCBtu5xN7/iH3OyJpJzkH11HjNe+dfHRQT5Aazg4urv+v3Ku