Quotes About Regret

Perfection is such a nuisance that I often regret having cured myself of using tobacco.

The shrub that half concealed her was a malignant plant, a Madagascan tanghin tree with wide, box-like leaves with whitish stems, whose smallest veins distilled a venomous fluid. At a moment when Louise and Maxime laughed more loudly in the reflected yellow light of the sunset in the little boudoir, Renée, her mind wandering, her mouth dry and parched, took between her lips a sprig of the tanghin tree that was level with her mouth, and sank her teeth into one of its bitter leaves.

Monsieur Josserand died very quietly - a victim of his own honesty. He had lived a useless life, and he went off, worthy to the last, weary of all the petty things in life, done to death by the heartless conduct of the only human beings that he had ever loved.

The more grievous the sin, the greater the repentance, God was bidding His time.

vexation, yet filled with unconscious regret for the terrible unknown things that might have, but had not, happened (23)

On ne garde pas ainsi son mal sur la conscience, jusqu'à en étouffer.

Then there was a little silence. Robert was not proud of himself for having been so cross, and the others were not proud of him either. You often notice that sort of silence when someone has said something it ought not to—and everyone else holds its tongue and waits for the one who oughtn't to have said it is sorry.

À cette heure, elle voulut le mal, le mal que personne ne commet, le mal qui allait emplir son existence vide et la mettre enfin dans cet enfer dont elle avait toujours peur.

it was absurd to have killed a man for nothing...

Grandes dolores de corazón y propósitos de la enmienda suelen quedarse entre las mantas.

Kocham ciebie, cho? mnie zabijasz, lecz czy mog? przebaczy? Ci to, ?e zabijasz siebie?

You loved me-then what right had you to leave me? What right-answer me-for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart- you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. ~Heathcliff

I hate him for himself, but despise him for the memories he revives.

Nay, you'll be ashamed of me everyday of your life, he answered; and the more ashamed, the more you know me; and I cannot bide it.

Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But if you be afraid of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.

I got the sexton, who was digging Linton's grave, to remove the earth off her coffin lid, and I opened it. I thought, once, I would have stayed there, when I saw her face again—it is hers yet—he had hard work to stir me; but he said it would change, if the air blew on it...

You say I killed you. Haunt me, then!

All sinners would be miserable in heaven.

Kendi yüreÄŸine niçin ihanet ettin Cathy?

It expressed, plainer than words could do, the intense anguish at having made himself the instrument of thwarting his own revenge. Had it been dark, I dare say, he would have tried to remedy the mistake by smashing Hareton's skull on the steps; but we witnessed his salvation; and I was presently below with my precious charge pressed to my heart. Hindley descended more leisurely, sobered and abashed.

You said I killed you — haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe — I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always — take any form — drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!

It's a pity he cannot kill himself with drink.

Lumea întreag? e o colecÅ£ie însp?imânt?toare de amintiri care-mi spun c? ea a existat ÅŸi c-am pierdut-o!

It struck me soon, however, there would be more sense in endeavouring to repair some of his wrongs than shedding tears over them.