Quotes About Regret

I'm getting old, he thought. I've felt the cold hand of my mortality. And in what? An old woman's greed.

Per lui, ogni goccia che cadeva era un attimo che moriva. Sentiva il tempo scorrere dentro di lui, e ogni istante non poteva esser più ricatturato. Sentì il bisogno di prendere una decisione, ma non aveva la forza di muoversi.

It is the river, Leto thought. If I turn, I will see the thing that I have done.

Hrvaš li se sa snovima? Boriš li se sa sjenama? Osje?aš li se kao da spavaš? Vrijeme je isteklo. Život ti je ukraden. Potrošio si ga na sitnice, ti žrtvo vlastitih ludosti.

Memories rolled in his mind like the toothless muttering of old women. He remembered open waters and waves - days of grass instead of sand - dazed summers that had whipped past him like windstorms leaves. [...] I'm getting old, he thought. I've felt the cold hand of my mortality. And in what ? An old woman's greed.

IF.' 'If you had only . . . If we had but. . .' He wanted to shout them into silence. 'Only fools prefer the past!

She rejoiced that House Atreides had survived, but the things-that-might-have-?been were beyond bearing.

GideremeyeceÄŸimiz tek korkunun, kendi yapt???m?z hatalar?m?za dair duyduÄŸumuz korkular olduÄŸu söylenir.

Blast and damn that Duncan Idaho!

Early in my career...I had to choose between an honest arrogance and a hypercritical humility... I deliberately choose an honest arrogance, and I've never been sorry.

I can't go back. The past won't go away in this family...

St. Francis is no help, he won't stop the tears bursting out of my two eyes, the sniffling and choking and the God oh Gods that have me on my knees with my head on the back of the pew before me and I'm so weak with the hunger and the crying I could fall on the floor and would you please help me God or St. Francis because I'm sixteen today and I hit my mother and sent Theresa to hell and wanked all over Limerick and the county beyond and I dread the millstone around my neck.

but a man that drinks the money for a new baby is gone beyond the beyonds as my mother would say.

If you had the luck of the Irish You'd be sorry and wish you was dead If you had the luck of the Irish Then you'd wish you was English instead

When I asked her about her days in Brooklyn she doled out scraps and then went silent. What was the use? The past is the past and it's dangerous to go back.

Michael zice c?-i pare r?u de viermii albi, dar noi È™tim c? lui îi pare rau de tot ce vieÈ›uieÈ™te pe lume.

And what's a-trouble to you, Jackie? Father, I said, feeling I might as well get it over while I had him in good humour, I had it all arranged to kill my grandmother. He seemed a bit shaken by that, all right, because he said nothing for quite a while. My goodness, he said at last, that'd be a shocking thing to do. What put that into your head? Father, I said, feeling very sorry for myself, she's an awful woman.

My biggest regret is being naive enough in thinking that what happened is a big enough reason to miss out on each other's live.

I'm sorry, We were Young, I think about--and Regret--it every Day.

Sharon: innocent freckle-faced red-haired good Sharon : I was a vicious, vengeful compulsive BRUTE to you at school. 30+ years on-Now I'm very sorry

Like a dog! he said, it was as if the shame of it should outlive him.

My writing was all about you; all I did there, after all, was to bemoan what I could not bemoan upon your breast.

I passed by the brothel as though past the house of a beloved.

Life is astonishingly short. As I look back over it, life seems so foreshortened to me that I can hardly understand, for instance, how a young man can decide to ride over to the next village without being afraid that, quite apart from accidents, even the span of a normal life that passes happily may be totally insufficient for such a ride.