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Quotes About Regret

I will go to my grave wishing that I did more. Wishing that I didn't sleep as much. Wishing that I didn't waste so much time. Wishing that I fought harder.
~ Michael Skolnik
Even the simplest things, I'm guilty of making really bad decisions a lot of the time.
~ Michelle Williams
But at the same time, I don't let myself regret things to the point that I'm paralyzed.
~ Moby
Would Time but await the close of our favorite follies, we should all be young men, all of us, and until Doom's Day.
~ Nathaniel Hawthorne
Let us endeavor so to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.
~ Mark Twain
How often we recall with regret that Napoleon once shot at a magazine editor and missed him and killed a publisher. But we remember with charity that his intentions were good.
~ Mark Twain
It was wonderful to find America, but it would have been more wonderful to miss it.
~ Mark Twain
I am only human, although I regret it.
~ Mark Twain
Eventually, I sickened of people, myself included, who didn't think enough of themselves to make something of themselves- people who did only what they had to and never what they could have done. I learned from them the infected loneliness that comes at the end of every misspent day. I knew I could do better.
~ Mark Twain
Schoolboy days are no happier than the days of afterlife, but we look back upon them regretfully because we have forgotten our punishments at school and how we grieved when our marbles were lost and our kites destroyed – because we have forgotten all the sorrows and privations of the canonized ethic and remember only its orchard robberies, its wooden-sword pageants, and its fishing holidays.
~ Mark Twain
Never regret anything that made you smile
~ Mark Twain
I went to Maui to stay a week and remained five. I never spent so pleasant a month before, or bade any place goodbye so regretfully. I have not once thought of business, or care or human toil or trouble or sorrow or weariness, and the memory of it will remain with me always.
~ Mark Twain
Âdem, yaln?zca bir insand?. Bu her ÅŸeyi aç?kl?yor. Elmay?, yemek için deÄŸil, yasak olduÄŸu için istemiÅŸti. As?l hata, y?lan? yasaklamam?? olmakt?. Çünkü o zaman onu yemek isteyecekti.
~ Mark Twain
Most men die at 27, we just bury them at 72
~ Mark Twain
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do.
~ Mark Twain
Looking' his last' upon the scene of his former joys and his later sufferings, and wishing 'she' could see him now, abroad on the wild sea, facing peril and death with a dauntless heart, going to his doom with a grim smile on his lips.
~ Mark Twain
Tom found himself writing BECKY in the sand with his big toe; he scratched it out, and was angry with himself for his weakness. But he wrote it again, nevertheless; he could not help it.
~ Mark Twain
Last week, I stated this woman was the ugliest woman I had ever seen. I have since been visited by her sister, and now wish to withdraw that statement.
~ Mark Twain
That which I have seen, in that little moment, will never go out from my memory, but will abide there; and I shall see it all the days, and dream of it all the nights, till I die. Would God I had been blind!
~ Mark Twain
Confound it, it's foolish, Tom
~ Mark Twain
It gave an appalling idea of the value of an hour, and I thought I could never waste one again without remorse and terror.
~ Mark Twain
he hoped she would be happy, and never regret having driven her poor boy out into the unfeeling world to suffer and die.
~ Mark Twain
I admit that I treed a rheumatic grandfather of mine in the winter of 1850. He was old and inexpert in climbing trees, but with the heartless brutality that is characteristic of me I ran him out of the front door in his night-shirt at the point of a shotgun, and caused him to bowl up a maple tree, where he remained all night, while I emptied shot into his legs. I did this because he snored. I will do it again if I ever have another grandfather.
~ Mark Twain
Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most.
~ Mark Twain