Let us be of good cheer, however, remembering that the misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never come.

How much pain they have cost us, the evils which have never happened.

My life has been filled with terrible misfortune; most of which never happened.

My life has been full of terrible misfortunes, most of which never happened.

My life has been full of terrible misfortunes most of which never happened.

There's no regret more painful than the regret of things that never were.

There were many terrible things in my life and most of them never happened.

Of all your troubles, great and small, the greatest are the ones that don't happen at all.

Some of your hurts you have cured, and the sharpest you've even survived. But what torments of grief you've endured from evils which never arrived - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Original: Ah, não há saudades mais dolorosas do que as das coisas que nunca foram!

have lived a long life and had many troubles, most of which never happened.

Some of your griefs you have cured,
And the sharpest you still have survived,
But what torments of grief you've endured
From evils that never arrived.

Some of your hurts you have cured, And the sharpest you still have survived, But what torments of grief you endured From evils which never arrived!

Are sorrows hard to bear,—the ruin Of flowers, the rotting of red fruit,
A love’s decease, a life’s undoing, And summer slain, and song-birds mute,
And skies of snow and bitter air?
These things, you deem, are hard to bear.But ah, the burden, the delight Of dreadful joys! Noon opening wide,
Golden and great; the gulfs of night, Fair deaths, and rent veils cast aside,
Strong soul to strong soul rendered up,
And silence filling like a cup.