Quotes About Regret

Has any man planted a vineyard and not begun to enjoy its fruit? Let him return home, or he may die in battle and another man enjoy its fruit.

In the morning you will say, ëIf only it were evening!í and in the evening you will say, ëIf only it were morning!í—because of the dread in your hearts of the terrifying sights you will see.

“I regret that I have made Saul king, for he has turned away from following Me and has not carried out My instructions.” And Samuel was distressed and cried out to the LORD all that night.

And to the day of his death, Samuel never again visited Saul. Samuel mourned for Saul, and the LORD regretted that He had made Saul king over Israel.

When Ahithophel saw that his advice had not been followed, he saddled his donkey and set out for his house in his hometown. He put his affairs in order and hanged himself. So he died and was buried in his fatherís tomb.

The king was shaken and went up to the gate chamber and wept. And as he walked, he cried out, “O my son Absalom! My son, my son Absalom! If only I had died instead of you, O Absalom, my son, my son!”

“It is easy for the shadow to lengthen ten steps,” answered Hezekiah, “but not for it to go back ten steps.”

Jehoram was thirty-two years old when he became king, and he reigned in Jerusalem eight years. He died, to no oneís regret, and was buried in the City of David, but not in the tombs of the kings.

“May the day of my birth perish, and the night it was said, ëA boy is conceived.í

If only that day had turned to darkness! May God above disregard it; may no light shine upon it.

If only darkness had taken that night away! May it not appear among the days of the year; may it never be entered in any of the months.

Like a slug that dissolves in its slime, like a womanís stillborn child, may they never see the sun.

You have cut short the days of his youth; You have covered him with shame. Selah

At the end of your life you will groan when your flesh and your body are spent,

and you will say, “How I hated discipline, and my heart despised reproof!

I did not listen to the voice of my teachers or incline my ear to my mentors.

Food gained by fraud is sweet to a man, but later his mouth is full of gravel.

You will vomit up what little you have eaten and waste your pleasant words.

Who has woe? Who has sorrow? Who has contentions? Who has complaints? Who has needless wounds? Who has bloodshot eyes?

In the end it bites like a snake and stings like a viper.

As a dog returns to its vomit, so a fool repeats his folly.

Surely you will be ashamed of the sacred oaks in which you have delighted; you will be embarrassed by the gardens that you have chosen.

Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vines,

So I went to Perath and dug up the loincloth, and I took it from the place where I had hidden it. But now it was ruined—of no use at all.