Quotes About Regret

no nostalgia hurts as much as nostalgia for things that never existed!

I weep over a dead life that I carry inside me and never lived.

and I weep over a dead life that I carry inside me and never lived.

A tedium that includes the expectation of nothing but more tedium; a regret, right now, for the regret I'll have tomorrow for having felt regret today – huge confusions with no point and no truth, huge confusions…

Since the pleasure we get from art is in a sense not our own, we don't have to pay for it or regret it later. By art I mean everything that delights us without being ours – the trail left by what has passed, a smile given to someone else, a sunset, a poem, the objective universe. To possess is to lose. To feel without possessing is to preserve and keep, for it is to extract from things their essence.

Everything belongs to others except my regret that it doesn't belong to me.

Tens vontade de comprar O que vês só porque o viste. Só a tenho de chorar Porque só compro o ser triste.

Ah, é a saudade do outro que eu poderia ter sido que me dispersa e sobressalta!

A happy past in whose remembrance I would also be happy, with nothing in the present that would cheer or even interest me, with no dream or possibility of a future that could be any different from this present or have a past other than this past! – here lies my life, a conscious ghost of a paradise I never knew, a stillborn corpse of my unrealized hopes.

Quién en este largo mundo me confesaría haber sido vil una vez?

Ah, my dead childhood! A corpse ever alive in my breast!

The weariness caused by all illusions and all that they entail – our losing them, the uselessness of our having them, the pre-weariness of having to have them in order to lose them, the regret of having had them, the intellectual chagrin of having had them while knowing full well they would end.

What I was and will never be again! What I had and will never have again!

The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd: the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world's existence.

All of us, in some part or other, are loathsome. We all harbour a crime we've committed, or a crime that our soul doesn't let us commit.

Which of us turning to look back down the road along which there is no return, could say that we had walked that road as we should have?

He vivido tanto sin haber vivido! ¡He pensado tanto sin haber pensado! Pesan sobre mí mundos de violencias detenidas, de aventuras vividas sin movimiento. Estoy harto de lo que nunca he tenido ni tendré, tedioso de dioses por existir. Llevo conmigo las heridas de todas las batallas que he evitado. Mi cuerpo muscular está molido por el esfuerzo que no he podido hacer.

Ah, no hay nostalgia más dolorosa que la de las cosas que nunca han sucedido!

Quando olhaste para trás, Não supus que era por mim. Mas sempre olhaste, e isso faz Que fosse melhor assim.

O malmequer que arrancaste Deu-te nada no seu fim, Mas o amor que me arrancaste, Se deu nada, foi a mim.

you are today, you are me, because I see you, you are what [I'll be] tomorrow and I love you from the deck rail as when two ships pass, and there's a mysterious longing and regret in their passing.

To be a retired major seems to me ideal. Too bad it's not possible to have eternally been nothing but a retired major.

O diabo desta vida é que entre cem caminhos temos que escolher apenas um, e viver com a nostalgia dos outros noventa e nove.

still loved but deprived of grace