Quotes About Regret

There aren't any more treatments." "I'm sorry, son," his mum said, tears sneaking out of her eyes now, even though she kept up her smile. "I've never been more sorry about anything in my life." Conor

The only place you belong is the place you can never go back.

I kept thinking, in another life, if I made different choices, it could be you and me instead.

You can't redeem him, Todd," she says, a little softer but I flinch a bit at the word redeem. "You can't. Because he doesn't want it.

In a place of all this beauty and potential, we just repeat the same mistakes. Do we hate paradise so much we have to be sure it becomes a trash heap?

Because nothing I did with Charlie ever once felt like that kiss with Jack.

We would have wanted you to like us. We realise now that we probably would have failed.

The past always fails those who grasp at it.

Nunca pierdas la oportunidad de besar a alguien. No hay cosa de la que uno se arrepienta más

Jack, you've debauched my sloth.

Jack, you have debauched my sloth.

They're going to regret fucking with a linguist,

Bones mend. Regret stays with you forever.

I also felt guilty about the three pens I'd stolen, but only for a second. And since there was no convenient way to give them back, I stole a bottle of ink before I left.

I would never normally approach a woman in this way, but I couldn't help but notice that you have the eyes of a lady I was once desperately in love with. " "What a shame to love only once," she said, showing her white teeth in a wicked smile. "I've heard some men can manage twice or even more." I ignored her gibe. "I am only a fool once. Never will I love again.

My bad luck got tangled up with my bad decisions, and I'm paying for it.

I knew it to be good advice, and ignored it

Deberías de sentir lástima por él, hijo. Mañana nos iremos, pero él tendrá que convivir consigo mismo hasta el día de su muerte.

You know that feeling when you tip your chair too far and begin to fall backward? The sensation was something like that, mixed with self recrimination and the fear of death.

Es el vicio de mirar atrás. Puedes pasarte la vida mirando hacia atrás, pero no sirve de nada

Chronicler frowned. "You said yourself that there was nothing you could have done." "I could have," Kvothe said seriously, "and I didn't. I made my choice and I regret it to this day. Bones mend. Regret stays with you forever.

No te calles por mi culpa, Kvothe -dijo con dulzura-. Echaría de menos el sonido de tu voz.

I smiled back at him and for a second I almost felt guilty about how I'd written the receipt. I also felt guilty about the three pens I'd stolen, but only for a second. And since there was no convenient way to give them back, I stole a bottle of ink before I left.

Those were the worst memories. Precious and perfect. Sharp as a mouthful of glass. I lay in bed, clenched into a trembling knot, unable to sleep, unable to turn my mind to other things, unable to stop myself from remembering again. And again. And again