Trump was our last shot. I kind of thought it was Romney, and then lo and behold, like a miracle, Trump comes along. I still believe in Trumpism. I have no regrets for ferociously supporting him. What choice did we have?
I feel that I've worked with a lot of interesting people, and I have no regrets. I'm just curious about what I might have done if I'd had people in my life then who did explain what the publicity game was.
My mum and dad aren't together, but she plays a massive part in my life. We have deep conversations: I tell her where I need support, where I feel she's lacking, and I support her with whatever she needs. I understand she won't be here forever, and I want no regrets.
You get to know everyone on death row. You become friends with them and their families. I met some great guys. Everyone regrets what they did.
I have a lot of family members that served in the American military. I did not serve; I filled out the selective service. It's one of the regrets for my life.
As seemingly impossible as it may seem of having zero regrets, when I look at my life now and all the mistakes I've made, all the bad decisions I've made, all the things I could have done differently or done more in, I don't think I would have changed anything.
My mantra has always been to have zero regrets in life. Everything I do at one speed, I go all-out.
There will always be a sense of things you want to achieve, where you want to be, a sense of disappointment, a few regrets here and there. Those are always going to linger. How you cope with them and how you move on is what your life is about.
Regrets are idle; yet history is one long regret. Everything might have turned out so differently.
I leave this life with no regrets. It was a wonderful life - full and complete with the great loves and great endeavors that make it worth living.
