Quotes About Regret

James Patterson, First Love

I have fallen behind time, and am too old to catch it again. Even the noise it makes a long way ahead confuses me.

Time is a place where most of the relationships get lost. And, the ugliest part is that there are no lost and found boxes. There is no hope that you might get it back.

Once time is lost it can never be regained

Peter sank. "I'd give anything to see time.

People waste life by wasting time.

Sometimes you wait for the right time and you run out of time altogether.

The best way to not die with vacation time on the books is to stop worrying about what you shoulda done. Stop worrying about what you woulda done. Stop worrying about what you coulda done.

Never rely upon a time machine to fix your problems, as everyone knows, they're much too faulty.

You can't make up for lost time. You can only do better in the future.

Time is what we want most, but what we use worst.

Lose an hour in the morning and you'll be looking for it all day.

Better to get off the train at this station. Than to do it later, when it's too late. Remember Time doesn't wait!

No one ever said on their deathbed, 'Gee, I wish I had spent more time alone with my computer'.

Time flies never to be recalled.

Mr. Meant-to has a friend, his name is Didn't-Do. Have you met them? They live together in a house called Never-Win. And I am told that it is haunted by the Ghost of Might-have-Been.

As the warm air blew in the car, simple snapshots of the life they'd lived together surfaced in his mind; but as always, those images led inexorably to their final day together.

And much more am I sorrier for my good knights' loss than for the loss of my fair queen; for queens I might have enough, but such a fellowship of good knights shall never be together in no company.

Elizabeth closed her eyes and wished herself back to that previous occasion when Robert had first kissed her and told her that he loved her. If only they could go back, wipe out the intervening years. If only she could change the way he was, make him become permanently what he had seemed to be then.

Besides, how could one apologize for kissing a woman twice? Once might be explained away as an impulsive accident. Twice suggested definite intent or a serious lack of control. His

She did not want it. She did not want all this again. How she wished he had not come.

She saved herself from endless heartache. . . . She probably spent a cold and lonely old age wishing she had a little pleasure to look back upon . . . Prim virtue can be a cold bedfellow.

No, it is too late, Robert, she said tonelessly. There has been too much pain for you and me. I cannot face making myself vulnerable again.

And she hated him—perhaps the more so because there was no reason for her hatred. Quite the contrary. She was the one who had wronged him . . . His own dislike was a result of what she had done to him. And she knew now that the way she had justified her behavior all those years ago had been all wrong. There had been no justification.