Quotes About Regret

I will probably always cry myself to sleep, but knowing this, someday the tears won't be sad, or filled with regret. Maybe they will be joyful

But sad as angels for the good man's sin, Weep to record, and blush to give it in.

When everything is finished, the mornings are sad.

After thirty, a man wakes up sad every morning, excepting perhaps five or six, until the day of his death.

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

Look at this limp cravet. And the sad state of those cuffs. I can hardly bring myself to look upon them.

I feel sad that he's just a voice now.

It's just that I feel so sad these wonderful nights. I sort of feel they're never coming again, and I'm not really getting all I could out of them.

It is very wrong for people to feel deeply sad when they lose some money, yet when they waste the precious moments of their lives they do not have the slightest feeling of repentance.

It must be sad to outlive aught we love.

It is admirable to die the victim of one's faith; it is sad to die the dupe of one's ambition.

I'm not too afraid of much but I do fear not being able to race some day. I can imagine it would be quite sad.

It hurts that I was just one page in the book of your life…But what hurts more is knowing you'll revise that chapter someday….….. and you'll erase me completely.

Further to this, Ove has the cat's resentful stares to contend with. Something in its eyes reminds him of the way Sonja used to look at him.

You can not go back. That's why it's hard to choose. You have to make the right choice. As long, as you don't choose, everything remains possible.

She walked away too far for me to call... and for her to hear my voice.

Ghost towns filled with sad people who settled for what life offered them. The road unfurls before us. Everything is possible. I feel sick to my stomach.

Death is the saddest part of life.

He thought to himself, I'll never be this perfect again, an idea that made him sad.

The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.

The regret on our side is, they used to say years ago, we are reading about you in science class. Now they say, we are reading about you in history class.

If only I had known, I should have become a watchmaker.

I was a daydreamer, and there is a lot of history and geography and science I missed out on because I was in my head. And I regret that.

As for earthquakes, though they were still formidable, they were so interesting that men of science could hardly regret them.