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“She notices that she’s tense and has gone over to the RED side – lost in ‘What if?’s, overthinking. To get a grip on her emotions, she quietly runs through her basic three breaths routine while she drives. She imagines breathing energy and calm deep into her belly – and breathing out tension and stress.”

“Recognition You are in front of your home, about to enter, when someone calls your name. You turn around and see a complete stranger hurriedly walking towards you. “I’ve been waiting for you, where have you been?” Seeing your exasperated expression, she adds, “We were supposed to meet, did you forget again?!” “You have the wrong person,” you reply, adding, “I have never seen you in my life.” “Please tell me you are joking,” she says in, what looks like, genuine disbelief. You have no issues with forgetfulness, or memory, in general, but she seems absolutely certain. She goes on an on, providing details about your previous meetings and talks. She knows more about you than a stranger would, but she could have found these things out elsewhere. She says you never exchanged phone numbers, but instead always agreed where and when you would meet next time. She doesn’t want anything in particular, except your acknowledgment and that you stick to the agreed upon meeting for that day. How do you behave? What do you do?”

“Ever Wonder? by Stewart Stafford Ever wonder why the gales howl? Screams of the multitude departed, In all those mauling, biting attacks, Life numbed in interminable silence. Ever wonder why woods are tangled? Matted hair from a sprite's dwelling, To catch the lost, nosey and wandering, Their hair caught to make new tangles. Ever wonder how waves roll over white? Sea horses rising and diving underneath, The sun striking their wet necks glinting, A trick of the light of white horses riding. © Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”

“What if stars were the glimmering tears of a giant, welling in his cheeks, waiting to fall at the first tender stroke of emotion? What if the moon were a wide-open eye gazing down on our tiny, little world and its tiny, little inhabitants as they rush to and fro in pursuit of tiny, little dreams? What if the sun were the glowing heart of a great beast, pumping hot blood to keep him alive while providing warmth for our pitiful world? Ahhh, imagination; it is a wondrous thing!”

“My favorite words in the world are these: “what” and “if” in conjunction. They question curiosities in simple form and function. “What” is a query of broadest scope. “If" is wonder that fuels all hope. Together they lasso the mind like rope, and spur the wildest deductions!”

“Don't spend your life wondering "what if" and worrying over something you have no control. What's done is done. Looking backwards will cause you to miss out on new blessings ahead. Move on.”

“Live your life without ever having to ask, 'What if?”

“There were so many places in my time with Rogerson that I wished I could go back to, hitting the stop button at just one moment to stop everything that came after. I had so many If Onlys, but each place I thought to stop meant missing something that came later. I needed it all, in the end, to make my own story find its finish.”

“If… if back then in the past, Dia didn’t summon him during that stormy night, and attended the following year’s ball…— —what kind of future would they have? When she wondered about such things, it was as if her chest would burst. In the last 13 years she had lived along with despair, Dia acknowledged that she had indeed ruined her future with her own hands. However, the sharp pain that ran through her chest—she didn’t feel it for the first time. …It’s been a long time since that ball. It felt awkward to walk around while clutching her painful chest everywhere she went. She wondered if her footsteps of today were still steeped in the blood of that night. That stormy night…”

“[...] những cái "ước gì", "giá mà", "nếu mà mình đã"... chúng là những câu hỏi tu từ thú vị nhưng chẳng có ích gì cho cuộc sống cả. [...] Anh biết đấy, mọi người hay nói chuyện "cơ hội bị bỏ lỡ", họ bảo ồ nếu như mình đã quyết định thế kia thay vì thế này thì mình đã... Hồi xưa em cũng hay nghĩ như thế, nhưng gần đây em nhận ra, làm gì có cơ hội nào bị bỏ lỡ, chúng chẳng có ở đó để cho ta bỏ lỡ bởi vì anh như là anh vào thời điểm anh ra quyết định, thì anh chỉ có thể ra được cái quyết định mà anh đã ra, anh không thể nào ra được cái quyết định mà anh cho là anh bỏ lỡ; cho nên những quyết định đó đâu có dành cho anh, đâu có bị anh bỏ lỡ... Mỗi lúc, anh chỉ có thể ra một quyết định tốt nhất. [264-265]”

“She hadn't gone back in time. The idea was silly. Or had she? Had she knocked on the door of her home to see a younger version of herself answer; had there been a mutual shock of recognition (as the younger Rebecca realized that, yes, her husband's work was due to be a success, that he was not wasting his time chasing rainbows and tilting at windmills); had she slipped her arm into that of her past self (feeling a slight electric tingle as skin touched skin and a taste in her mouth as if she'd touched a nine-volt battery to her tongue) and said, We need to to talk? Had she sat in a coffee shop, conversing with a woman who everyone assumed was related to her in some way—Oh my god you two are so cute, you're mother and daughter but you look like sisters? Had she made some kind of idle remark overheard by a man on his way to spend two weeks' vacation in North Dakota; had that comment convinced that man to settle there permanently instead, and to contact those who had political sympathies similar to his own? Had that unknown man begun the slow process of taking over the state by placing his allies in the local governments if he could? Had that strategy failed, leaving brute force as a regrettable last resort?”

“COMING FORTH INTO THE LIGHT I was born the day I thought: What is? What was? And What if? I was transformed the day My ego shattered, And all the superficial, material Things that mattered To me before, Suddenly ceased To matter. I really came into being The day I no longer cared about What the world thought of me, Only on my thoughts for Changing the world.”

“Who would you be if you had somehow avoided every tenacious impediment in the invisible bacterial obstacle course of your daily life? Or what if, through some miracle of science...there was a way to cleanse the detritus that has cumulatively contaminated your genes since before you were even born? Who would you be today? Would you be the same person; the same unique individual? Or would you be something more?”

“Adventure is about what we do; not what we plan, strategize or dream about. Adventure begins with “what ifs” and “why nots.” “What if I were to step out to chase that dream? Why not take the first steps and see what happens? When we step through the doorway of adventure our life is suddenly worth the living. And we experience life as it was meant to be.”

“Do you often wonder,” she continued, desperately hoping her questions would win Vasily over, “what might have been had his gaze fallen upon some other miserable wretch? Yes, you would have been destitute, starving in the streets, scraping for your next meal…but even beggars are free.”

“And what if you try to kill me? Or worse: to kiss me?”

“Do you think it's possible that things that seem to be discrete in three dimensions might all be part of the same bigger object in four dimensions? ...What if humanity- that collective noun we so often employ- really is, at a higher level, a singular noun? What it what we perceive in three dimensions as seven billion individual human beings are really all just aspects of one giant being?”