Quotes About Regret

Fui un insensato -dijo-, en no haberme arrancado el corazón el día que jure vengarme.

no se ama verdaderamente más que una vez…

Senseless! he said. The day when I resolved to take my revenge. . . senseless, not to have torn out my heart!

Nos, Margit, esküdjék meg, hogy ha meghalok önért - mint ahogy valami szomorú elÅ'érzet súgta -, megÅ'rzi és néha-néha megcsókolja ezt a fejet, melyet hóhér választ el a törzsétÅ'l.

de un singur lucru îmi pare r?u: de prietenia noastr?; c?ci port în piept o inim?; È™i, lucru ciudat, aceast? inim? nu s-a uscat sub asprimea vântului, mizeriei care mi-a trecut prin g?urile mantalei sau prin r?nile adânc s?pate în piele de ascuÈ›iÈ™urile atâtor s?bii, aduse din cine È™tie câte fabrici.

Fui un insensato –dijo– en no haberme arrancado el corazón el día que juré vengarme.

Democratic communities have a natural taste for freedom: left to themselves, they will seek it, cherish it, and view any privation of it with regret. But for equality, their passion is ardent, insatiable, incessant, invincible: they call for equality in freedom; and if they cannot obtain that they still call for equality in slavery. They will endure poverty, servitude, barbarism--but they will not endure aristocracy.

Tienes razón – dijo sin mirarla –. Soy venenoso... Pero te amo. Soy el hombre equivocado, pero te amo. Es muy pronto, sólo unas horas, pero te amo. Odio demasiado, lastimo demasiado porque soy venenoso... y te amo. Es mejor que me vaya. Buenas noches»

I can't forget what it's done to you. I've been thinking of nothing else since it happened. It's gone forever, that funny young, lost look I loved won't ever come back. I killed that when I told you about Rebecca. It's gone. In a few hours, you've grown so much older.

haunts us every step of our lives.

Unfinished business always comes back to haunt you, and a man who swears he'll love you forever isn't finished with you until he's done.

Young people believe that regret is something you will never feel if you simply do as you please, but sometimes it is a matter of degree.

People say if you face your worst fear, the rest is easy, but those are people who are afraid of rattlesnakes or enclosed spaces, not of themselves and the horrible things they've done.

How could I have been so stupid to ignore everything I'd had in my life? The color red alone was worth kingdoms.

The only people out at this hour were ones who couldn't sleep, those haunted by one thing or another: love thwarted, love lost, love thrown away. They were the sort of people who didn't want to be noticed, who wanted to slip through shadows, be alone with their despair.

Just know that what's done can be undone, but what's undone can never again be.

What you wind up regretting aren't the things you do, it's what you don't do that you will never forgive yourself for.

hoping that if she just walked down the same street fate would whirl her backward in time until she was once more (fill in your age), when the future was something she had not yet stepped into, when it was just an idea, a moment, something that had not disappointed her yet.

Some people know the exact moment when they've lost everything. They can look back and see it plain as day and for the life of them they can't understand why they didn't spot the situation as it was happening.

Know what you want, and be sure of it, for regret gives birth to more regret and nothing more.

You cannot unwrite a death that has been written.

Here lies the life I might have had once upon a time, the man I might have loved for all my life, the days we might have had.

Lust was a story I knew. There were many women I took to bed for the night. I yearned for them in the moment, but in the morning, any lover I'd had was already claimed by the past, even if she was still calling my name.

Sometimes words spoken are the ones you've been afraid to think, but once they're said aloud there's no way to make them disappear.