They say it's better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all.
Are you kidding?!?!
That's masochistic! Sure, love is wonderful. But when it goes away, it cuts like a knife. Everyday remsembles the first half of an anti-depressant commercial. The subtleties of everyday life begin to remind you of better days gone by. Who'd wanna occupy that hellish existence? My "educated" guess is that the person who devised that phrase more than likely had communist leanings.
I'd much rather represent the second half of that Hallmark statement. The bliss that comes with naïveté sounds magical! It's like being a kid again and watching reruns of shows like "Three's Company" or "Married... With Children" and not getting any of the sexual-humor; just laughing because you're prompted by the studio audience. Instead of over-thinking every past moment, you'd sit in your little bubble eating your boogers. Now that sound like my kinda vacay from the land of adultery... I think I'm using that word correctly. I don't think my community college education would fail me on proper speaking good techniques.
On the other hand, having a relationship with yourself sounds pretty grim as well. And if I ever wanna fullfill my dream of being a full-time hand model, my palms can't be covered in calluses.
If John Q. Communist ever approached me and said, "Blay-or, pleath wewrite my 'better to have woved' phwase" (I envision him with a speech impediment); here's how I'd re-work it:
"It is better to have loved... Coma!"
That's right, love then you're in a coma. What can I say, I have a way with words.