A Quote by Joseph Campbell

Wars and temper tantrums are the makeshifts of ignorance; regrets are illuminations come too late. — © Joseph Campbell
Wars and temper tantrums are the makeshifts of ignorance; regrets are illuminations come too late.
Regrets are illuminations come too late.
I don't do regrets. Regrets are pointless. It's too late for regrets. You've already done it, haven't you? You've lived your life. No point wishing you could change it.
Apologizes are pointless, regrets come too late. What matters is you can move, on you can grow.
I have my own grown-up versions of temper tantrums, too. I have a hard time not getting hurt when my kids have meltdowns.
Ellen had long ago stopped being embarrassed by temper tantrums. She flipped it and wore it like a badge of honor. A temper tantrum was a sign that a mom said no when it counted.
But the most dangerous thing in the world in the world is to run the risk of waking up one morning and realizing suddenly that all this time you've been living without really and truly living and by then it's too late. When you wake up to that kind of realization, it's too late for wishes and regrets. It's even too late to dream.
I'm not going to have temper tantrums anymore.
It's not the side-effects of the cocaine - I'm thinking that it must be love. It's too late to be grateful, It's too late to be hateful, It's too late to be late again, The European cannon is here.
That's one of the great advantages of age. You can say, I don't want to, I don't care, you can throw temper tantrums, and nobody minds.
Temper tantrums, however fun they may be to throw, rarely solve whatever problem is causing them.
Leftists are fighting back against Trump not with policy differentials, but rather with insane rhetoric and temper tantrums.
It is cruel to discover one's mediocrity only when it is too late. It does not improve the temper.
Regrets are the most useless form of guilt. They always arrive too late to do any good.
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.
If Star Wars had been released in the late '60s, or late '80s, or late '90s, adjusting for technology, it fits spectacularly well.
We live, understandably enough, with the sense of urgency; our clock, like Baudelaire's, has had the hands removed and bears the legend, "It is later than you think." But with us it is always a little too late for mind, yet never too late for honest stupidity; always a little too late for understanding, never too late for righteous, bewildered wrath; always too late for thought, never too late for naïve moralizing. We seem to like to condemn our finest but not our worst qualities by pitting them against the exigency of time.
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