Quotes About Regret

the United States has no business transforming itself into "an occupying power in a seething Arab world,"12 still good advice; and that if we should ever do so, "I am sure we would regret it." The length, detail, and meticulous

To weep not for the way things had once been but for the way things had been supposed to go and did not. People believed that they were haunted by bad memories, but that wasn't the truth. The most sinister hauntings were from unrealized futures.

Waste your money and you're only out of money, but waste your time and you've lost a part of your life.

I should not have lied, but I did. Later, those lies came back to haunt me, bread cast on the water, tenfold.

Lord, I don't understand it, but when a person does something wrong, it never feels wrong until later. It's never as evil as you'd imagined.

Have you ever thought about doing something then forgot all about it and it never got done? Well, when many folks get to the end of their lives they will say, if only I would have lived a more joyful life but I forgot the reason I was put on earth... Don't become one of them.

When they made decisions, people did not seek to maximize utility. They sought to minimize regret.

When I can't sleep, every wrong I've ever committed slips in through the cracks in the doors and windows like the ghosts in Poltergeist.

The realest and scariest monsters are internal demons, the specters of regret and guilt and lack of fulfillment, awareness of the entropic end of love, or the first shivers occasioned by the realization of our own ageing, and the eventual inevitability of death.

Have you ever heard of a poet named Cavafy?" I told him no. "A Greek poet. Gay, in fact. He wrote a poem about a young dissolute man who tires of his life and resolves to move to a new city and mend his ways. The poet's comment is that moving away is futile because, having ruined his life in one place, he has ruined it everywhere.

Your mind lives in fear and regret but your body can only live right now, in this moment. So, take some deep breaths and live in your body. It's a safer place to be than in your head.

Because I feel like a fool," I said. "Falling for a straight guy. It's a fucking cliché." "Really, Henry? All you feel is foolish? Is that why you were about to throw away your sobriety?

patio. From where I stood, he looked like a figure projected on a screen, luminous, distant and larger than life. He seemed to me at that moment the sum of every missed opportunity in my life. I let the feeling pass.

Looking back, Eddy still couldn't see what was so awful about what he'd done. He'd gone to camp to have fun, but every time he tried, it just got him deeper into trouble.

Harry Marsham, who was known as Marsh to his friends, should have died that night.

Perhaps we really are surrounded by the past, made prisoners of it. No matter how far we travel, how hard we try to forget, the scarred tree forever stands by the side of the road, if only in our minds. The only way to drive by is to set the past straight, once and for all, by remembering.

I want to be able to look back and say, 'I've done everything I can, and I was successful.' I don't want to look back and say I should have done this or that. I'd like to change things for the younger generation of swimmers coming along.

Aubrey Fitzwilliam hated being dead. It made things much harder than they needed to be.

I'm really busted up over this and I'm very, very sorry to those people in the audience, the blacks, the Hispanics, whites - everyone that was there that took the brunt of that anger and hate and rage and how it came through.

I don't know what else to tell you. I often think how different my life would have been - how much happier - if you'd been a part of it. One day.

is so strange, this life we lead. We search for happiness, but so much is about survival. Existence. We try to manage expectations, but really we're treading water, wasting time, or contemplating lives we might have led. Pretty soon we're like every other godless, money-hungry, backstabbing, jaded, jealous human being, wishing we were richer, prettier, younger, luckier, or could do it all over again.

I know I should have ignored her. I should have called. Many times I almost did. I got as far as picking up the phone. Sometimes I even dialed your parents' number but then I wondered what I'd say to you. We had left it too long. How would we ever get around the silence, which was like an elephant sitting in the room?

She looked over a shoulder, a gesture he would never get over, a moment fixed in his mind—the perfection of her skin, the music in her laughter; her eyes brown in places that brown could only dream of reaching. And he knew at that precise moment that he would always yearn for Belita, whether they spent their lives together or if they parted that evening and he never saw her again.

Manchmal kommen Menschen nicht zurück. Deshalb sollte man immer darauf achten, sich richtig zu verabschieden.