Quotes About Regret

You know, you remind me of my younger brother. I miss that kid, so much that I sometimes regret killing him.

The truth is, she has no idea how many have died at her hands. It's like counting the number of times you've had sex. Maybe you can remember the first fifty. After that, everything becomes a blur.

Then I'm making a choice right now, to not join you in your self-loathing pity party. Guilt and regret are useless emotions.

Hell is truth known too late.

It is bad enough to be unconverted and going to hell. It is even worse to say, "I know it and will not cry for mercy.

Cada nuevo acto de pecado disminuye el temor y el remordimiento, endurece nuestro corazón, insensibiliza nuestra conciencia e incrementa nuestras inclinaciones perversas.

Guilt doesn't follow the rules of time. Most things fade with time, regret, eyesight, memories. But guilt feeds on time, and as it feeds, it grows, and when it runs out of time, it begins to gnaw on the guilty.

No. No, I don't believe you'd betray me with her. I don't believe you'd cheat on me. But I'm afraid, and I'm sick in my heart that you might look at her, then at me. And regret.

No. No, I don't believe you'd betray me with her. I don't believe you'd cheat on me. But I'm afraid, and I'm sick in my heart that you might look at her, then at me. And regret.

Life is never as long as we want it to be, and wasted time can never be recovered.

This is your fault. I'm going to kill you. And all the cake is gone. You don't even care, do you?

Now who are you? Who have you left behind in the kitchen? What befell you Over There to give you that God-awful twitch? Are you here to try to crawl back into the skin you had before they pushed you through the mincer?

It would be like someone . . . looking over to Clee Hills, reflects that Housman had stood in that place, regretting his land of lost content. And, at such a time, for a few of us there will always be a tugging at the heart—knowing a precious moment gone and we not there.

And, at such a time, for a few of us there will always be a tugging at the heart—knowing a precious moment had gone and we not there. We can ask and ask but we can't have again what once seemed ours for ever—the way things looked, that church alone in the fields, a bed on belfry floor, a remembered voice, a loved face. They've gone and you can only wait for the pain to pass.

That was the missed moment. I should have put out a hand and taken her arm and said, "Here I am. Ask me. Now. The real question! Tell me. While I'm here. Ask me before it's too late.

And, at such a time, for a few of us there will always be a tugging at the heart—knowing a precious moment had gone and we not there.

You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins." "I'm going to end up in a hole in the ground... And so are you. So are we all.

I truly believe I am not afraid of death. What I shrink from, I believe, is the shame of dying as stupid and befuddled as I am.

Of course many bars in Manhasset, like bars everywhere, were nasty places, full of pickled people marinating in regret.

You never knew the last time you were seeing someone. You didn't know when the last argument happened, or the last time you had sex, or the last time you looked into their eyes and thanked God they were in your life. After they were gone? That was all you thought about. Day and night.

You never knew the last time you were seeing someone. You didn't know when the last argument happened, or the last time you had sex, or the last time you looked into their eyes and thanked God they were in your life. After they were gone? That was all you thought about. Day and night.

She's important to me. What you think-or want- isn't. I love her. And if I lose her over this, you'll regret it.

found him on his bench, sober and sorry for it.

I'm sorry," Kira said. "Are you? You're pretty good at shoving people off of moving trains." "Jason, before I met you I had never shoved anyone off of a train." "I guess that makes me special