Quotes About Regret

I wake up in bed alone. The silence in my room reminds me of the emptiness in my heart. I failed at love--again. Except this time, it wasn't just me. I am haunted by the inescapable thought that I let down my beautiful babies, Max and Emme. I wanted so badly for things to have turned out differently.

Love is like cigarettes. It gives you a little pleasure while you're at it, but leaves you with a bad taste in your mouth and a pain in your chest.

The one thing life has taught me is that most people spend their lives bottled up inside their houses doing the things they hate.

I'm afraid to be on this shore a trunk without limbs, and what I most regret is not to have flower, pulp, or clay for the worm of my suffering.

They grieved for those who perished with the cutter, and also for the biscuit casks and butter.

I will keep no further journal of that same hesternal torch?light ; and, to prevent me from returning, like a dog, to the vomit of memory, I tear out the remaining leaves of this volume...

Of all the horrid, hideous notes of woe, Sadder than owl-songs or the midnight blast, Is that portentous phrase, 'I told you so,' Utter'd by friends, those prophets of the past, Who, 'stead of saying what you now should do, Own they foresaw that you would fall at last, And solace your slight lapse 'gainst 'bonos mores,' With a long memorandum of old stories.

Tomorrow would have given him all, Repaid his pangs, repair'd his fall: Tomorrow would have been the first Of days no more deplored or crust, But bright, and long, and beckoning years, Seen dazzling through the mist of tears, Guerdon of many a painful hour; Tomorrow would have given him power To rule, to shine, to smite, to save— And must it dawn upon his grave?

The thorns which I have reap'd are of the tree I planted; they have torn me, and I bleed. I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed.

A little still she strove, and much repented, And whispering "I will ne'er consent"—consented.

Remember thee! remember thee! Till Lethe quench life's burning stream Remorse and shame shall cling to thee, And haunt thee like a feverish dream! Remember thee! Aye, doubt it not. Thy husband too shall think of thee: By neither shalt thou be forgot, Thou false to him, thou fiend to me!

Choices made in fear to fix the moment can poison the future.

What you want your life to be and what it becomes are never the same," I said. "It's only about what you end up with or what you settle for. And by the time that happens, it's too late for you to do anything else" "What would you have changed?" she asked. "The last twenty years," I said.

Quante volte mi sono trovato su un trampolino con sotto il mare azzurro, e non mi sono tuffato

Ningún hombre que se muera sin haber llorado alguna vez frente al mar puede decir que ha vivido.

Bad timing can change our perfect future together and separate us forever without even letting us know. Smile....... we'll never know.

Maybe her father would not have been so stressed that he had a heart attack and died. Kit was so smart, her grades so good—she would have gone to university. She'd have had her self-esteem. Her life would have been different. The cops would have charged Jon and the others. But I didn't speak.

Sometimes you can spend your whole life waiting for the day you leave work, the day you're going to start enjoying life, start living, start getting to know your family. But by then it's over—it's too late. You're gone.

He moved into her house allegedly to care for her. Beulah knows he's just after the house. It's a highly valuable piece of luxury waterfront property now. Horton is a caregiver, not a carer. Sometimes she wonders if he's trying to hasten her demise. Horton is Beulah's big regret in life. She bites into the soggy biscuit and wonders what her boy will do with all the family china when she's gone.

can't believe you just said all that, Daisy," Charley says quietly on the other end. "You just came out and straight out confessed what you did to me—with the Chucky. You admitted you were harassing and terrorizing me into having an abortion, and then you paid me to have one. How much was it again?

What the fuck did you keep that footage for, Daisy? This is your damn fault. Without it we would not be sitting here at this bitch's mercy. Where did you get it anyway?

How could he have wanted to marry her, make kids with her, a family, all the while knowing what she'd done?

Now you can't even dispose of your dear mother's ashes, the mother who gave up everything in native Ukraine for you so you could have a better life. You never could finish things off properly. You even dropped out of school after we saved all the money for your university education. Too much drinking. Too much partying. Bad crowd.

Since after the accident. I heard. But sometimes people are broken and don't know how to mend because they aren't able to say what they need or deeply want. Sometimes you get to a point in life where you realize you've made a terrible mistake and you desperately need to fix it, but it's so deep and bitterly ingrained you can't start.