Quotes About Regret

I cry, sometimes, because I'm not 20 years younger, and I'm not healthy. But if I were, I would even sacrifice my writing to enter politics.

But to deny fate is arrogance, to declare that we are the sole shapers of our existence is madness;if you deny fate life becomes the series of missed opportunities, a regret for what never was and could have been, a remorse of what was not done and could have been done, and the present is wasted, twisted into another missed oppurtunity.

Però il rimpianto esiste, e i legami esistono, radicati in noi come alberi che non cedono neanche all'uragano, inevitabili come la fame e la sete. Non te ne puoi mai liberare, anche se ci provi con tutta la tua volontà, la tua logica. Magari credi di averli dimenticati e un giorno riaffiorano, irrimediabilmente, spietati, per metterti la corda al collo più di qualsiasi boia. E strozzarti.

Success is assured when a person fears the pain of regret more than the pain of the process.

Death is only a tragedy when life's purpose was left unfulfilled.

You resent death. You regret death. But as for your own life, you know perfectly well that no one can threaten it at all. Death is something that happens to someone else.

To face death, that's nothing much. But to feel really stupid when you die, well, that would be insufferable.

On my tombstone, I want written, 'He never did 'Love Boat!

For all of us, the time is short and the span of life is brief On top of that, our real human problem, the Stoic philosopher Seneca said in a direct rebuke to the modern illusion, is not just that life is short but that we waste so much of it-so that life ceases for us "just when we are getting ready for it."35 But

The thought occurred to me as I lay there. You wait and wait for happiness, and when finally you can't bear it any longer, you rush out of the house, only to hear later that a marvelous happiness arrived the following day at the home you had abandoned, and now it was too late. Sometimes happiness arrives one night too late.

It's his father's fault," she said unemotionally. "The Yozo we knew was so easy-going and amusing, and if only he hadn't drunk—no, even though he did drink—he was a good boy, an angel.

Sometimes happiness arrives one night too late. The thought occurred to me as I lay there. You wait and wait for happiness, and when finally you can't bear it any longer, you rush out of the house, only to hear later that a marvelous happiness arrived the following day at the home you had abandoned, and now it was too late. Sometimes happiness arrives one night too late.

Forgive me. I didn't mean to kill you, Polonius. The blade slipped out of the sheath, and it struck you.

That was a really rare event. I don't think It's an exaggeration to say that It was the one and only time in my life that I refused something offered to me. My unhappiness was the happiness of a person who could not say no. I had been intimidated by the fear that if I declined something offered me, a yawning crevice would open between the other person's heart and myself which could never be mended through all eternity

They were happy, the two of them. I'd been a fool to come between them. I might destroy them both if I were not careful. A humble happiness. A good mother and child. God, I thought, if you listen to the prayers of people like myself, grant me happiness once, only once in my whole lifetime will be enough! Hear my prayer!

Quiero morir, porque el vivir sólo causa pecado.

Even now, I barely have the strength to reread what I've written.

Sometimes happiness arrives one night too late.

In terms of sealing your fate, there's no difference between turning right on a whim and turning right because you've come to some momentous resolve. Either way, it can't be undone.

Me? Are you kidding? I'm going to Hell.

Je pensais : « Ce n'est que pour m'amuser, je ne le prends que comme partenaire de plaisirs. » D'ordinaire, je le méprisais ; quelquefois je me sentais honteux de me promener dans sa compagnie. Pourtant, c'est par cet homme que me vie fut brisée.

The thought occurred to me as I lay there. You wait and wait for happiness, and when finally you can't bear it any longer, you rush out of the house, only to hear later that a marvelous happiness arrived the following day at the home you had abandoned, and now it was too late. Sometimes happiness arrives one night too late. Happiness...

Cette nuit-là nous nous précipitâmes dans la mer à Kamakura. Tsune-ko dénoua sa ceinture, la plia et la posa sur un rocher. J'enlevai mon manteau, le plaçai à côté et nous nous jetâmes ensemble dans la mer. Tsune-ko mourut. Moi seul fut sauvé.

Au moment où je commençais à oublier, l'oiseau sinistre est venu battre des ailes autour de moi et il a donné du bec dans la plaie de la blessure des souvenirs. Subitement la honte du passer, la mémoire de mes fautes ont surgi devant mes yeux. En proie à une frayeur qui me donnait envie de crier, je ne pouvais plus rester en place.