Let the trumpet of the day of judgment sound when it will, I shall appear with this book in my hand before the Sovereign Judge, and cry with a loud voice, This is my work, there were my thoughts, and thus was I. I have freely told both the good and the bad, have hid nothing wicked, added nothing good.
What done is done, you must look to the present to make your future better, but grudge a moment, look back on your life, is there anything you wish you could review and alter? May be omit or edit? Cancel or erase?