Quotes About Regret

Nonetheless: if only and if only and if only.

I wish someone had shaken me and said, "Intervene while you can before it's too late." It may not have made a difference, but I don't know.

A handsome woman with auburn hair cut short, wearing a silk blouse, cardigan, and wool pants, says that she is a doctor. Deeply sad, she admits that for more than a year she conducted surgeries while high on meth. She initially tried it at a party. "I felt better than I had ever felt before in my life," she says. "I felt as if I could do anything. I never ever wanted to lose that feeling.

I can try to forgive myself, whether or not she forgives me, because I was a child, but some things you just live with because you cannot go backward.

Sorry I painted the word 'twat' on your garage door.

That the dying mind would take us back to the time when we felt most alive.

The last girl I went out with blew me off. Now I call her with lame excuses to see her, "Hey, did I leave a penny over there?"

In life, I regret the things I didn't do far more than the missteps I made along the way.

No, he walks funny because he only has one leg." "His leg fell off because he ate my fudge?!" Raj looked to the heavens again and put his hands together in prayer. "Lord, please have mercy on my soul! I am not a bad man. I just use best-before dates as a very rough guide, rounding them up to the nearest decade!

have your chocolate stolen?

Oh, hell," Thandi muttered, her heart lower than ever. "I really blew it, didn't I?" "Don't be silly," Berry scolded. "It's just your first lovers' spat. You accused of him of being an inhuman fiend, and he got a little miffed. No big deal.

We have patience for everything but what is most important to us. We look at the life of our own most central imaginings and see it beckon. For the most part, we have not the courage to follow it, but we do not have the courage to leave it. We turn our face for a moment and tell ourselves we will be sure to get back to it. When we look again, ten years have passed and we wonder what in God's name happened to us.

There is no one quite as angry as someone who has just lost a lot of money.

My tongue tasted like a gladiator's jockstrap [Marcus Corvinus after a night out]

Political loyalties can die hard, and there were probably those who pined after Absalom and told their children stories of the greatness that briefly existed, in the manner of old communists saddened by the demise of the world in which they were young.

John cursed himself. Or rather, he cursed the past version of himself for so thoughtlessly screwing over the current version of himself.

That ability to see the right choice, but not until several hours have passed since making the wrong one? That's what makes a person a dumbass, folks.

And, well, that's my story," I said. "I'm sorry that it's so, you know. Retarded.

We moved in silence for a moment and I said, "How did we screw this all up so badly, John?" He shook his head. "We always find a way.

The thing with Jen ended with a pregnancy scare. She had seen my world and didn't want to bring a baby into it. This led to some violent arguments during which I pointed out, loudly and in sprays of spittle, that if she got an abortion the fucking unborn fucking fetus would likely fucking haunt us—I mean literally haunt our home—until the day we died and possibly beyond. It turned out that was the wrong thing to say.

CHAPTER 11 By the way . . . Looking back, if I had gone in and seen what was in the toolshed, I would have put a bullet in my own skull one minute later.

It would have been a good occasion to smoke a pipe had I owned one and had I been forty years older.

Just go. When you're on your deathbed you're gonna wish you could get back all the time you spent waiting on other people.

The truth was, I didn't feel sorry for Billy. He teased a dog and got his fingers bitten off. Fuck him. Fuck everybody.