Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.

I'm not a great one for looking back.

In looking back, I see nothing to regret and little to correct.

It is not possible to go forward while looking back.

Looking back, I guess I've lived an unusual life.

Amazing what more we can see looking back. But God didn't give us eyes in the back of our heads. Our eyes, like our feet, face forward, toward the future.