Quotes About Regret

You know you've totally screwed up your life when your whole world turns to shit and the only person you have to talk to is your system agent software.

I was still in love with her. And I always would be. I just wanted to live long enough to correct my mistakes and redeem myself in her eyes, if I could.

All dressed up with nowhere to go. Walking with a dead man over my shoulder. Don't run away, it's only me.…

Gut', sagte er und zwinkerte mir zu. 'Mach nicht denselben Fehler wie ich. Versteck dich nicht ewig hier drin.

Busted," I said, raising my hands in a gesture of guilt. "That's what you get

Yeah. I was on a roll. In less than six months, I'd managed to wreck both of my closest friendships.

as long as we were both still alive, there was a chance I could make things right with her.

This was not how I wanted to die. Not even close. And then my ex-girlfriend fell out of the sky.

You know you've totally screwed up your life when your whole world turns to shit and the only person you have to talk to is your system agent software!

I cried for madder music and for stronger wine,But when the feast is finished and the lamps expire,Then falls thy shadow, Cynara! the night is thine.

I have forgot much, Cynara! gone with the wind,Flung roses, roses riotously with the throng.

"Oh, Jake," Brett said, "we could have had such a damned good time together."…"Yes," I said. "Isn't it pretty to think so?"

Why should anybody be interested in some old man who was a failure?

My mind held fast to that hot morning and the moment of coolness in the cabin. I could so easily re-enact every moment. Again-why had I gone back to exchange the beautiful charts at that precise moment? How many times would I, in whatever innocence, be compelled to choose the right time?

Queer, how a man can neglect his children, as I have done ... when the thing he wants most in life is to see each one ...happy.

2 AM. Es la hora del Oficio Nocturno, y la iglesia en penumbra parece que está llena de demonios. Ésta es la hora de las tinieblas y de las fiestas. La hora de mis parrandas. Y regresa mi pasado. "Y mi pecado está siempre delante de mí.

Las luces del "Copacabana" rielando en el agua negra del malecón, que mana de las cloacas de Managua. Conversaciones absurdas de noches de borrachera que se repiten y se repiten como un disco rayado. Y los gritos de las ruletas, y las roconolas. "Y mi pecado está siempre delante de mí.

Yo hubiera querido tener la vida intensa de pecado sexual que él tuvo antes de su conversión;

Il rimorso non tormenta chi l'ha fatta franca". Oggi so che è vera.

I don't like it, and I'm sorry I ever had anything to do with it.

It's like that, I guess, when the past come to collect what you owe.

How easy it is, to waste a life.

My beloved grandson, I thank the gods for the joy of seeing your face again before I die. I wish with all my heart that you'd come back to us sooner." Argus smiled, but made no move to approach his grandfather. "You'll have to forgive me for staying away so long, Lord Aetes. As dearly as I love you, the idea of being put to death on my return to Aea kept me away. It's a trivial thing, the fear of losing one's life, but it means a lot to me.

She had this vague look in her eyes, half-disappointed, half what's-the-difference. Like someone who realized he bought skim milk by mistake and doesn't have the energy to take it back.