Quotes About Regret

If we had known our love would come to this we could have saved our hearts the hurt of wasted years.

If you were falling in love and you could go back in time and relive a day and see the banal things you did that you'd forgotten about, you'd weep, looking at that day.

Don't wait until it's too late to say I love you.

..."better to have loved and lost" bullshit. Don't show me paradise and then burn it down.

It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.

Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose garden.

I am glad it cannot happen twice, the fever of first love. For it is a fever, and a burden, too, whatever the poets may say.

As for love . . . no, having once written that word I can write nothing more.

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.

I've learned that love is not possessive and I've learned that love won't wait. Now I've learned that love needs expression, but I learned too late.

I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die.

Backstage at the Grand Ole Opry, I got on my knees and told her that I was going to marry her some day. We were both married to someone else at the time. 'Ring Of Fire'—June and Merle Kilgore wrote that song for me-that's the way our love affair was. We fell madly in love and we worked together all the time, toured together all the time, and when the tour was over we both had to go home to other people. It hurt.

I took the easy way, and to an extent I regret that. Still, though, the way we did it was honest. We played it and sang it the way we felt it, and there's a lot to be said for that.

The days of wine and rosesLaugh and run awayLike a child at playThrough a meadow landToward a closing doorA door marked "Nevermore"That wasn't there before

Ever get the feeling you've been cheated?

I wouldn't change a thing - except my bank balance.

I will never, ever regret the things I've done. Because most days, all you have are places in your memory that you can go to.

I loved a man who had opened up a world to me but hadn't loved me enough to stay in it.

I am conscious that knowing me has caused you pain, and grief, and I hope that one day when you are less angry with me and less upset you will see not just that I could only have done the thing that I did, but also that this will help you live a really good life, a better life, than if you hadn't met me.

I learned a long time ago, Ellie, that 'if only' is a very dangerous game indeed.

And finally, my head pressed into the pillow, I cried, because my life suddenly seemed so much darker and more complicated than I could ever have imagined, and I wished I could go back...

You should have been here, Will, I told him silently. It was you she really needed.

In truth, her grief made me uncomfortable. It was too close to a place I had been, and not long ago. I was wary of her sadness, as if it were contagious, and found myself looking for excuses to stay away from her, trying to keep myself busy so that I didn't have to absorb it too... And then I thought about his later years when I'd treated him almost as a part of the furniture. I hadn't written to him. I hadn't called him. I had just assumed he would be here as long as I wanted him to be.

Sometimes i still think about when we used to fight and I feel really bad because if I'd known what was going to happen to her, I would have tried to be nice to her every day. I say 'try' because it's quite hard to be nice to someone every day. Even my mum gets on my nerves sometimes but I'm always nice to her because I know she's still sad, and because I'm all she has left.