Quotes About Regret

I shouldn't have driven home from the bar last night—especially since I walked there.

Yet some things you miss and some things you lose by keeping your arm outstretched.

People seem to get nostalgic about a lot of things they weren't so crazy about the first time around.

With drums and guns, and guns and drumsThe enemy nearly slew ye.My darling dear, you look so queer,Oh, Johnny, I hardly knew ye.

The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it.

My days are past.

A fool and his money are soon parted.

Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said, There is a man child conceived.

Would God I had died for thee, O Absalom, my son, my son!

I have played the fool.

Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.

Then began he to curse and to swear, saying, I know not the man. And immediately the cock crew.And Peter remembered the word of Jesus… Before the cock crow, thou shalt deny me thrice. And he went out, and wept bitterly.

The safest risk is the one you didn't take.

I admire the man who exclaimed, "I have lost a day!" because he had neglected to do any good in the course of it....

[The prodigal son] wasted his substance with riotous living.

I have somewhat against thee, because thou hast left thy first love.

Remembering mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.

If I knew I was going to live this long, I'd have taken better care of myself.

One thing you can't recycle is wasted time.

The greatest tragedy that can befall a man is not death but the inability to do what should be done at the right time

When I die, I will decidedly not be regretting missed opportunities for a good time. My regrets will be more along the lines of a sad list of people hurt, people let down, assets wasted and advantages squandered.

Man, driving through town tonight brought back a lot of memories," Marshall says, lowering his voice. "I've been through a lot of shit, man. If I sit and think back on it, it's really fucked up. I mean, all my life has been fucked up.

For a well-made cup of coffee is the proper beginning to an idle day. Its aroma is beguiling, its taste is sweet; yet it leaves behind only bitterness and regret. In that, it resembles, surely, the pleasures of love.

In the past, regretting past mistakes, feeling guilty about past sins, gloating over past achievements, resenting past injuries caused them by other people.