Quotes About Regret

I'm so sorry. I love you. I never could have hurt you.

You love the people they were before, before all the awfulness that made them do this thing.

I see my own mother now, as clearly as I had the day she watched me leave. She should have fought for me, protected me with her life.

Alguien que no me abandonará?, pienso para mis adentros y deseo volver a ser joven, porque entonces tal vez lo hubiera creído.

If not for the second-worst mistake of Grace Healey's life, she never would have found the suitcase.

I wish Darcangelo were here. He'd fucking hate this.

All those people - poor Sr. Marquez, Ana-Letitia, Sergio - they died because of me? I brought that down on them? Oh, God!" Then she turned and fled up the stairs. "Well, I'd say you handled that with great sensivity." "Go to hell, Hunter!" Zach stood there, staring after her. "Your first.

Before the war, a white man named Jonathan Edwards came to Stockbridge to teach my people about sin, but I doubt very much he could see sin in this. You defended yourself against a man who would otherwise have killed you and your friends. Perhaps you feel no regret because your spirit knows you did what was right.

Janet stared up at him, unable to believe her bad luck. She'd only met him once, but she'd recognize him anywhere—those dark blue eyes, that square jaw, the thick salt-and-pepper hair, the dark brows, the rugged cheekbones. Of all the fences along all the highways in the entire state of Colorado, she just had to crash into his.

If it was true that men made their own hell on earth, then he'd certainly found his.

You were the best time I'd ever had—until you became the worst time I've ever had.

There's never the right last moment. Even if you get to say good-bye, even if you get to say "I love you", even if you jump off a plane and get a tattoo and hug everyone you've ever met right before you drift off with a smile, it is never the right last moment. There is always more to say, somewhere to go, something to remember. Another discussion, another fight. There is always supposed to be another day.

Neither of us deserves tomorrow.

Had I known but yesterday what I know today, I'd have taken out your two grey eyes and put in eyes of clay. And had I known but yesterday you'd be no more my own, I'd have taken out your heart of flesh and put in one of stone.

J'ai le regret de votre mère. Chacun des souvenirs que j'ai gardés de mon épouse est un morceau de joie que je ne retrouverai jamais.

I could bear the memory, but I could not bear the music that made the memory such a killing thing.

There's no such thing as coulda, shoulda, or woulda. If you shoulda and coulda, you woulda done it.

had just apologized to me. Hell must have been experiencing some climate change.

I thought you were dead. Stupid. As if I'd die without taking you with me.

Shame is...not a productive emotion," Charles told her. There was a funny little pause when he tilted his head to look at her face and then away. "Brother Wolf liked claiming you in front of the others so that there will be no question who you belong to. While I... I regret your embarrassment but otherwise I agree with Brother Wolf.

We are all monsters here, he said. It's too late for any of us to be anything else.

This place looks like the last scene in Hamlet.

an apology implies that you wouldn't do it again. (Adam)

Who hurt you?" she asked, slicing through the two other conversations going on at the table. "He's dead," said Charles, his hand sliding up Anna's back reassuringly. "I killed him. If I could, I would bring him back to life so I could kill him again.