Quotes About Regret

Dear Whoever, I had all the chances to make something of my life, and I blew every one of them. Through my own carelessness and misfortune, the world has retreated from me, and so now it makes perfect sense that I should retreat from the world. If I felt it was possible to stay, I would. But I don't. And so I can't. I make life worse for people. I have nothing to give. I'm sorry.

Life isn't simply made of the things we do, but the things we don't do too. And every moment of our life is a . . . kind of turning.

I realized that if getting drunk was how people forgot they were mortal, then hangovers were how they remembered

they are born, they make some friends, eat a few meals, they get married or they don't get married, have a child or two, or not, drink a few thousand glasses of wine, have sexual intercourse a few times, discover a lump somewhere, feel a bit of regret, wonder where all the time went, know they should have done it differently, realize they would have done it the same, and then they die.

At the beginning of a game, there are no variations. There is only one way to set up a board. There are nine million variations after the first six moves. And after eight moves there are two hundred and eighty-eight billion different positions. And those possibilities keep growing. [...] In chess, as in life, possibility is the basis of everything. Every hope, every dream, every regret, every moment of living. (p.195)

But it is not lives we regret not living that are the real problem. It is the regret itself. It's the regret that makes us shrivel and wither and feel like our own and other people's worst enemy.

She imagined that when she eventually arrived at her deathbed, she would feel more regret about her unborn children than her unwritten books.

Sometimes regrets aren't based on fact at all" ? Matt Haig, The Midnight Library

Sometimes regrets aren't based on fact at all. Sometimes regrets are just . . .' She searched for the appropriate word and found it. 'A load of bullshit .

I make life worse for people. I have nothing to give. I'm sorry.

Sometimes regrets aren't based on fact at all. Sometimes regrets are just .

It is easy to mourn the lives we aren't living. Easy to wish we'd developed other talents, said yes to different offers.

For want of a better word, it is in-between. It is not life. It is not death. It is not the real world in a conventional sense. But nor is it a dream. It isn't one thing or another. It is, in short, the Midnight Library.

If you had done just one thing differently, you would have a different life story.

She learned that undoing regrets was really a way of making wishes come true.

The most useful form of time travel would be to go back a year or two and rectify the mistakes we made.

When I hear people fondly recalling their past, I hear Death sharpening his knives.

He that is in haste may contract much guilt in a little time. What we say or do unadvisedly when we are hot, we must unsay or undo again when we are cool, or do worse.

It is a thing to be regretted (and prevented, if possible) that a whole nation should be ruined for the pride and obstinacy of its princes

Those are marked for ruin who persist in sin, and are not ashamed of the abominations they have committed, Jer. 8:12.

We may suppose that some of those that perished in the deluge had themselves assisted Noah, or were employed by him, in the building of the ark, and yet were not so wise as by repentance to secure themselves a place in it. Thus wicked ministers, though they may have been instrumental to help others to heaven, will themselves be thrust down to hell.

People are ruined, not so much by doing what is amiss, as by doing it and not repenting of it, doing it and standing to it.

I have sinned against the Lord your God, and against you. 17 Now therefore forgive, I pray thee

Many mourn for their sins that do not truly repent of them, weep bitterly for them, and yet continue in love and league with them.