Quotes About Regret

Tallkit backed away as their dark brown pelts scuffed the snow. It must be fun to have a littermate to play fight with. If only Finchkit hadn't died.

I wish I hadn't saved you!" he blurted out. "I wish I'd gone for my brother first. Then maybe he'd still be alive!

Only then did she realize that she had completely forgotten to meet Crowfeather at twilight.

I have purred? Guilt ripped her belly. It's like I'm already forgetting him.

Oh, that's okay, Graystripe. Actually . . ." Flipclaw hesitated for a moment, looking slightly ashamed of himself. "I've decided to go back to ThunderClan," he admitted at last.

No, they made a mistake. They were just trying to make it better. No one should have died because Leafpool's heart led her along the wrong path.

I will never forget this," she hissed, slowly turning to glare at each one of her Clanmates. "You have betrayed me and my kits. You will live to regret this day forever, ThunderClan, and that is a promise.

Storm's heart ached. It's so unfair, to die before you really live.

After Goldenflower had padded away, Fireheart stepped forward and leaned down to lick Runningwind's dull pelt. "I will avenge your death," he promised softly. As he backed away, he saw a figure step forward from

I can forgive you, Bella, he thought. But I can't forget.

Breezepelt flinched at the mention of the Dark Forest.

Were you watching, my precious kits? I killed him for you! I hope you never see Ravenwing in StarClan. He should be in the Place of No Stars for all eternity.

I know how that feels, and I don't want to feel it again—but that's in the paws of StarClan.

the wood. The king was grieved, but he never thought that the queen had done this wicked deed. He took the girl

All this time I've hated myself for it. I thought I'd given it up for nothing. But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you.

Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him.

Yesterday is not a milestone that has been passed, but a daystone on the beaten track of the years, and irremediably part of us, within us, heavy and dangerous. We are not merely more weary because of yesterday, we are other, no longer what we were before the calamity of yesterday.

Chocolate's status as food for girls and women - something to be yearned for and then regretted - is so ingrained that it would be easy to assume that there is something deep within females that makes them crave chocolate.

Some plants of the bitterest root have the whitest and sweetest blossoms; so the bitterest wrong has the sweetest repentance.

Some sins, like asps, always carry their sting with them.

Sin is sweet in the mouth and bitter in digestion. It lies hard on the stomach.

If one could wallow amid filth for half a life and then wash himself clean in a day, then sin would be no worse than dirt on the hands which water can cleanse in a minute. Repentance may begin instantly, but reformation often requires a sphere of years.

Your blouse is whitening on the chair and your parrot Flaubert weeps in French: she left him, and he is sorry.

there was only this one life to live; the unpardonable sin was to waste it.