Quotes About Regret

With the loneliness of one who has put away a possible love Carol saw that he was a stranger. She saw that he had never been anything but a frame on which she had hung shining garments.

Of all ghosts the ghosts of our old loves are the worst.

We all have neglected opportunities to deplore.

Ah Gawaine, Gawaine, ye have betrayed me; for never shall my court be amended by you, but ye will never be sorry for me as I am for you

There are few men who do not look back in secret to some period of their youth, at which a sincere and early affection was repulsed, or betrayed, or became abortive through opposing circumstances. It is these little passages of secret history, which leave a tinge of romance in every bosom, scarce permitting us, even in the most busy or advanced period of life, to listen with total indifference to a tale of true love.

Sir Richard Glendale lifted the fatal paper, read it, and saying, 'Now all is indeed over,' handed it to Maxwell, who said aloud, 'Black Colin Campbell...

There were days when I struggled with the feeling that I had wasted my life, remaining way too long in a marriage that wasn't working, and worried that it was now too late, or that I was too old, to ever have the kind of deep, comforting love and companionship I so yearned for and honestly felt I'd never fully had.

I stare into his eyes, I shake my head, sorry for the chance we lost. The chance we maybe never had. But not for saving him. I would do that again, no matter the cost.

I will never see him again. Never know why he let me go. Never learn if he really whispered what I think he did. Beautiful.

I know what it's like to squander all your hours and all your tears and all your heart on something which turns out to be nothing. Don't waste your time.

Don't think about it. Don't think about what could have been. It's too unbearable.

And this is the moment where I went wrong. This is the gut-churning, if-only instant. If I could go back in time, that's the moment I would march up to myself and say severely, Poppy, priorities . But you don't realize, do you? The moment happens, and you make your crucial mistake, and then it's gone and the chance to do anything about it is blown away.

Oh fuck. I shouldn't have said that.

I had a choice: Follow my heart or don't break his. I think in the end I broke a bit of both our hearts.

There's genuine pain in Eric's eyes. And I feel a stab of guilt. But you can't stay with people because of guilt.

Life would be a lot easier if conversations were rewindable and erasable, like videos.

don't look back once, the entire time I'm talking to her. But I can feel his eyes on me all the time. Like sunshine.

You've gone back to the way you used to be before. The way you promised you'd never be again.

The moment happens, and you make your crucial mistake, and then it's gone and the chance to do anything about it is blown away.

You can't go back in time and do life a different way.

He even said you once threw al your husband's clothes onto the street and invited the neighbors to help themselves! says Ellen with a bright laugh. He's got such an imagination! My face flames. Damn. I thought he was asleep when I did that.

Suddenly I can't bear being near him anymore. I can't bear seeing his generous, brave face, his woodland eyes, his everything... and knowing that they can't be mine.

The trouble is, I'm sorry doesn't power anything. It drags you down.

The thing with giving up is you never know whether you could have done the job.