Quotes About Regret

I would rather regret the things I have done than the things I have not

I began a lifelong affair with nostalgia, with only the vaguest notions of what I was nostalgic for.

I have lost my mind is spells and I do not dare to think what I may do in those spells. May God forgive me and I hope everyone else will forgive me even if they cannot understand. My position is too awful to endure and nobody realizes it. What an end to a life in which I tried always to do my best.

Devemos nos arrepender dos erros e aprender com eles, mas nunca carregá-los conosco para o futuro. - Sra. Allan

Bueno, otra esperanza que se pierde. Mi vida es un perfecto cementerio de esperanzas muerta<<

I have lost my mind in spells and I do not dare to think what I may do in those spells. May god forgive me and I hope everyone else will forgive even if they cannot understand. My position is too awful to endure and nobody realizes it. What an end to a life in which I tried always to do my best.

Bueno, otra esperanza que se pierde. Mi vida es un perfecto cementerio de esperanzas muertas.

Är det inte roligt att leva en sån här dag, så säg! Jag tycker synd om dem som ännu inte är födda och får njuta av den. Nog för de kan få vara med om andra härliga dagar, men just den här får de inte...

I should have liked to produce a good book. It has not turned out that way, but the time is past in which I could improve it.

You don't know what it means to live the life that you could have lived, if an event over which you have no control, an unforeseeable circumstance, had not distracted and diverted you, and at times crushed you, as has happened to me.

Big Angel could not reconcile himself to this dirty deal they had all been dealt. Death. What a ridiculous practical joke. Every old person gets the punch line that the kids are too blind to see. All the striving, lusting, dreaming, suffering, working, hoping, yearning, mourning, suddenly revealed itself to be an accelerating countdown to nightfall. ....This is the prize: to realize, at the end, that every minute was worth fighting for with every ounce of blood and fire.

Why was he thinking about work? About the past? It was over. It was all over. He was never going to work again. "This second," his father liked to tell him, "just became the past. As soon as you noticed it, it was already gone. Too bad for you, Son. It's lost forever.

Todo homem é a soma não das suas decisões, mas das suas hesitações, ou do que, pensando melhor, decidiu não fazer.

In truth, I don't want to be there. I don't want to see the light go out of my brother's eyes.

Alfie,' Katherine said quietly, but was sorry she'd spoken when she saw that intense look come into his eyes. Oh, this was terrible but what could she do about it? Certainly nothing at this

Though at the moment, with the bleak emptiness of the rest of his mortal journey facing him, he couldn't help but wonder if he might have been better off never to have known her, never to have loved her, and never to have lost her. He closed his eyes and wept.

Woman, if you leave me smelling like roses . . . I'll see you regret it," he warned.

It's funny how, when you really want to say something bitchy and cutting to someone who's been bitchy to you, you can't think of anything till afterwards. When there's no real call for it, you come suddenly out with a piece of 9-carat bitchery that shakes even you.

That man was Aldus Manutius the Elder (1450-1515) and I will happily admit I hadn't heard of him until about a year ago, but am now absolutely kicking myself that I never volunteered to have his babies.

I have been told that the dying words of one famous 20th-century writer were, "I should have used fewer semicolons" – and although I have spent months fruitlessly trying to track down the chap responsible, I believe it none the less. If it turns out that no one actually did say this on their deathbed, I shall certainly save it up for my own.

I have been told that the dying words of one famous 20th-century writer were, "I should have used fewer semicolons

Have you talked to her? What would you have had me say Bastien? Oh, I'm sorry Inez. I didn't mean to bite you, my fangs slipped.

Regret and guilt are useless emotions that hold ye in a past that's already gone . . .

Regret and guilt are useless emotions that hold ye in a past that's already gone . . . and if there's one thing I've learned, it's that allowing yerself to be dragged down by the past helps no one. It jest keeps ye from ha'ing both feet in the present where ye should be.