Quotes About Regret

Any time gone by was better.

Ni miento ni me arrepiento

Remorse is perhaps the condiment which keeps passion from being too unappetizing to the blasé.

God is weeping. And how the people weep when they make God weep!

Ông có th? gi?t má»™t ng??i nào Ä'ó trong trái tim ông. Không yêu ng??i Ä'ó n?a. Và th? là má»™t ngày nào Ä'ó ng??i Ä'ó s? ch?t

KastettiÄŸim onu kalbimde öldürmek. Ä°yiliÄŸini istemekten vazgeçmek. Derken bir gün ölüp gidecek.

Evet, yapaca??m bunu. BaÅŸlad?m bile. Öldürmek, Buck Jones'un tabancas?n? al?p güm diye patlatmak deÄŸil! Hay?r. Onu yüreÄŸimde öldüreceÄŸim, art?k sevmeyerek... Ve bir gün büsbütün ölecek.

Sabe V. que es muy triste para mí el perderla á v. después de haberla conocido?

Leyendo.) «Doña Inés del alma mía…» Y la firma de don Juan.

If I'm sincere today, what does it matter if I regret it tomorrow?

One only dies once, and if one does not die well, a good opportunity is lost and will not present itself again.

Porque la experiencia es eso: una triste riqueza que solo sirve para saber cómo se debería haber vivido, pero no para vivir nuevamente.

Great Pompey's shade complains that we are slow, And Scipio's ghost walks unavenged amongst us!

O, my God! I must lose you, friend!

My marriage had been impulsive. That marriage should have been short-lived instead of the 23 years it spanned.

There was more than one type of guilt. You might do something horrible that you later regretted. But you could also feel guilty for something you'd not done!

Something had offended her and failed to apologize. Not lately-long ago. Life probably.

he realized that this visit, all his visits, were really trips to a cemetery, paying respects at the grave, the way they had visited his father's, flowers in hand, his mother solemn, Leon bored and uncomfortable, not knowing, as he did now, that she wasn't visiting his father but some younger part of herself, what she used to be.

Je ne veux pas mourir. Je n'ai pas commencé à vivre...

I died at Lake Silencio and all my wife got me was this lousy T-shirt.

Ja tu patieš?m grib?tu pamest savu nepaciet?go meiteni, ja m?su mazais m?las st?sts j?noglab? k?d? kambar?t?, ko atcer?sies tikai dažreiz, es tom?r v?l?šos to kambar?ti un došos turp reizi pa reizei gluži k? uz istabi?u k?d? vec? viesn?c? j?ras krast?, kur divi gr?cinieki dar?ja to, ko nedr?kst?ja.

And if ever you wanted to quit your impatient girl truly, and our little story had to be stored away in a room that's only sometimes remembered, that's still a room I'd want, and I'd go there now and again, like some room in an old hotel on a seafront someplace where two sinners did something they shouldn't. Do you mind what I am telling you? It is the God's honest truth. Even if I never saw you or heard from you again, you'd already have been the miracle of my life.

Iest?j?s klusums. It k? starp jums b?tu nost?jies nel?gts apnikums. Tu redz?ji, ka ar? vi?š nož?lo, ka uzaicin?jis tevi.

Despair busies one, and my weekend was spoken for. I was going to lie down on the floor of my apartment in the draft of the air conditioner and spend two days and nights traveling a circuit of regret, self-pity, and jealousy.