There's no regret. You can't regret. I mean I've felt regret but I've also refused to allow regret to sow a seed and live in me because I don't believe it. You feel it it's like guilt it's like jealousy it's like all those horrible things. You've just got to snip them and get them out because they're no good.
As repressed sadists are supposed to become policemen or butchers so those with an irrational fear of life become publishers.