Quotes About Regret

Face your past without regret.Handle your future with confidence. Prepare for future with hope of the best. Keep the faith & do away with fear & uncertainty.

Maybe it's better to do something and be wrong about it then to do nothing and regret it. It's time for us to embrace our fears, to stand up, to do something even if you risk making a total fool of yourself because who the hell knows what comes next.

Take that one chance you know you've got, don't waste it. Give it your all, because in the end, it doesn't matter if you failed, I'd rather be thinking of what I've done, than what could of been.

My conscience is killing me, isn't it? And when you're immortal that can be a really long and ignominious death

There's nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the growing of a flower. What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or don't live up until their death.

I detested you, at the moment of my death... My soul cannot move beyond that... As long as you live, I cannot rest! -Kikyo to Kagome

Lo, sleep is good, better is death--in sooth The best of all were never to be born.

Oh to reach the point of death and realize one has not lived at all.

The only sin is the sin of being born

For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel:Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him!This was the most unkindest cut of all

Howl, howl, howl, howl! O, you are men of stones!

I am dying Egypt dying.

I can't tell whether a revived man would appreciate his second chance or yearn for the stolen serenity.

John: 'Have mercy. I don't want to die!'Sita: 'Then you should never have been born.

Death cuts off possibilities. Even if they were possibilities you never meant to act on, it feels differentwhen they're gone.

Losing someone you love is harder. One minute they're there, the next they're gone. There were times I wished they would rise up from the dead.

As he watches the sun rise, what grieves him is that he failed her. He thinks of the terror she felt. They tell him it was quick, as if that will somehow confine the horror.

She did not have time to wonder about his being late. He died bent over the sidewalk sign that stood out in front of the hardware store... He had not even had time to get into the store...

I want you to tell all these people that I wanted more time to spend with them. Tell them I meant to, tell them I wanted to hear what they said and tell them what was on my mind.

They go on to this better place, you know, which is what they wanted all along. But you and me, we're still left behind with all the questions they couldn't answer.

And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn't crying for him at all, but for the things he did. I cried because he would never do them again...

She had been born with a different name, to a woman with laughing eyes and warmly whispered words of love who'd died degraded and afraid on a misty Irish morning.

Flaxfield died on a Friday which was a shame, because he always ate a trout for dinner on Friday, and it was his favourite.

What lies before us? Horrible thoughts arise in my heart. If we had died before today we should have been happy.