Quotes About Regret

Have I not reason to lamentWhat man has made of man?

From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.

Ere we had reach'd the wish'd-for place, night fell:   We were too late at least by one dark hour

I am the only person who can set me free from what might have been.

Be gentle with your words - you can't take them back." #quotesilikebydkc

I sang 'em all—"Night Life," "Funny How Time Slips Away," "Crazy," "Mr. Record Man," "I Gotta Get Drunk," "The Party's Over.

There are more old drunks than there are old doctors.

That day, we were all interned in the "S" barracks (the punishment barracks)—the Frank family, too. We all had our own problems, of course. I found my sister again there, and my parents and my brother, and we didn't pay very much attention to what was going on around us. But still, a family like that, with two children. We knew that they were there, that they had been in hiding. What a shame to have been caught at the last minute.

Why didn't you give me away? I could have been...I could have been him.

With a heavy heart, I turned and walked away. I knew that as long as I lived I'd never forget the two little graves and the sacred red fern.

When I look back on all these worries, I remember the story of the old man who said on his deathbed that he had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which had never happened

When I look back on all the worries I remember the story of the old man who said on his deathbed that he had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which never happened.

Instead, the room, which had seen her grow to maturity, would see her dry up and fade. The gilt mirror in the corner would bear its dispassionate testimony. All the ornaments and furnishings would be her companions through the years to come. And she realized that she would come to hate them, if she didn't already hate them, as one hates the witnesses of one's humiliation and futility.

Jesus, we forgot the goddamn ape!

Well, maybe it works for you, Forrest. I thought it was working for me too - but look at me. Just look at me," he say. "What good am I? I'm a goddamn legless freak. A bum. A drunkard. A thirty-five-year-old vagrant." "It could be worse," I says.

I am a miser of my memories of you And will not spend them.

Lange schaute er ihr nach. Als er sie aus den Augen verlor, war der Tod fast ein wenig betrübt. Aber so war das Leben.

Wenn er irgendwann einmal ein Buch der verpassten Chancen schreiben würde, dann würden die letzten beiden Tage darin einen besonderen Platz einnehmen. Gleich hinter dem Kapitel Gesammelte Dummheiten.

It is like writing history with lightning. And my only regret is that it is all so terribly true.

I think [aging] has nothing to recommend it. You don't gain any wisdom as the years go by. You fall apart, is what happens. People try and put a nice varnish on it, and say, well, you mellow. You come to understand life and accept things. But you'd trade all of that for being 35 again.

I recently turned 60 years old. Practically a third of my life is over.

I used to steal second base, and feel guilty and go back.

My one regret in life is that I'm not someone else.

My one regret in life is that I am not someone else.