Quotes About Regret

Comala'ya vard???m?zda s?ca?? çok daha ÅŸiddetli hissedeceksiniz. Orada insan kendini közlerin üzerinde, cehennemin tam göbeÄŸinde zanneder. Derler ki, ölüp de cehenneme giden Comala'l?lar?n çoÄŸu battaniyelerini almak için geri dönerlermiÅŸ.

Con decirle que muchos de los que allí se mueren, al llegar al Infierno regresan por su cobija.

Aquello está sobre las brasas de la tierra, en la mera boca del infierno. Con decirte que allí mueren, al llegar al infierno regresan por su cobija.

The day you went away I knew I would never see you again. You were stained red by the late afternoon sun, by the dusk filling the sky with blood. You were smiling. You had often said of the town you were leaving behind, "I like it because of you; but I hate everything else about it - even having been born here." I thought, she will never come back; I will never see her again.

Never regret trusting someone. It proves you have a heart. But if he turns out to be a lying worm … I'm not going to waste my time crying. Because I am way too fabulous for that.

Never regret trusting someone. It proves you have a heart. But if he turns out to be a lying worm … I'm not going to waste my time crying. Because I am way too fabulous for

Never regret trusting someone. It proves you have a heart.

How foolish to yearn to ask the very person who'd caused the pain to heal it

In fact, the only rash, ill-advised thing of any import he'd done in recent years was his behavior the weekend he'd met Elizabeth Cameron.

She remebered the angry hurt she had felt because his mother had abandoned him as a young boy,and she cried even harder.His mother should have drowned him!

Everything wrong I've ever done has always seemed like the right thing to do at the time.

The decade is over, time to begin forgiving old sins. Thirteen years since your death on a Florida interstate - and again a dream of an old wrong.

She was mourning all her life - not for her husband, who had released her with his death, but for her own dead heart.

It was like I wasn't thinking. I swear to God. It was like someone else was doing it. I remember I'm looking down at her just before I bring it down and I'm looking at her face . . . she's so scared . . . but it's like I had nothing to do with it. It's like I'm a million miles away.

I wanted to tell him that I will never be sorry for loving him. That in a way I still do - that maybe I always will. I'll never regret one single thing we did together because what we had was very special. Maybe if we were ten years older it would have worked out differently. Maybe. I think it's just that I'm not ready for forever.

Some people never get over their first loves. They spend their whole lives trying to recapture the thrill. Sometimes, after fifty years they get back together. They meet at some reunion or other and realize they were meant to be together.

Sometimes she wished she were a little kid again. Everything was so simple then. Now she never knew when she was going to find out something terrible, something she didn't want to know. Sometimes her jaw ached in the morning. She wondered if Princess Elizabeth's jaw ever ached.

You can fill a lifetime with if only's or you can get on with it.

I wanted to tell him that I will never be sorry for loving him. That in a way I still do—that maybe I always will. I'll never regret one single thing we did together because what we had was very special. Maybe if we were ten years older it would have worked out differently. Maybe. I think it's just that I'm not ready for forever.

It's unseemly to be late to your own funeral.

Bhichad kar phir kabhi mile bhi nahi,ajab phool teh khile bhi nahi

Waqt khraab tha isme sawaal kesa Apne hi gair teh isme malaal kesa

Waqt khraab tha isme sawaal kesa apne hi gair teh isme malaal kaisa

Though I have been busy, perhaps overbusy, all my life, it seems to me now that I have accomplished little that matters, that the books have never come up to what was in my head, and that the rewards—the comfortable income, the public notice, the literary prizes, and the honorary degrees—have been tinsel, not what a grown man should be content with.