Quotes About Regret

I think she cried at my funeral. It's not that I'm conceited or anything, but I'm pretty sure. Sometimes I can actually picture her talking about me to some guy she feels close to. Talking about me dying. About how they lowered me into the grave, kind of shrivelled up and pitiful, like an old chocolate bar. About how we never really got a chance. And afterwards the guy fucks her, a fuck that's all about making her feel better.

The gods have sent you a gift, and because you don't know what it is made of, you are going to pull it to pieces to find out. And presently you will fling it away because you cannot fit it together again

But again and again that night there came to him Meg's white, still face as it lay on the scarlet cushions, and he knew the wind that stirred the curtains at the window had been playing with the long grass in the churchyard a few minutes since.

Quite a warm friendship had sprung up during the month between the little fair-faced girl, who looked with such serene blue eyes to a future she felt must be beautiful, and the world-worn man, who looked back to a past all blackened and unlovely by his own acts.

Mom never quit on me. My only regret is that she didn't live long enough to share some of the money and comforts my work in show business has brought me.

Elizabeth kyk meewarig na hom. "Ons het nie 'n hede in hierdie land nie, Ian. "Ons het net 'n onafgehandelde verlede. En dáárvan is jy die beste voorbeeld wat ek ken.

If I'd known I was going to live this long, I'd have taken better care of myself.

It always was the biggest fish I caught that got away.

The terrible threat is "that we might die earlier than we really do die, before death has become a natural necessity. The real horror lies in just such a premature death, a death after which we go on living for many years.

The dead! Why can't the dead die!

Dat ole davil, sea.

A Long Day's Journey into Night

The damned don't cry.

What caused them to not choose us? What caused them to choose the other guys? Did we do everything we could? Honestly? Was there any lack of commitment? If we had to do it again, would we have done anything differently? What?

Some apologies are unspeakable. Like the one we owe our parents.

In this case, I can only hope that my life, which is my crime, might also serve as my apology.

Clinton chose his language very carefully. About Rwanda, he said that, at the time, he "did not fully appreciate" the extent of the genocide. Not that he did not know. Because he did know. The Washington Post reported piles of bodies six feet high, and the evening news showed rivers choked with corpses. Regret, not action, had been his policy decision. Regret, he hoped, would not cost him anything.

God, these old men!How they pray for death! How heavythey find this life in the slow drag of days!And yet, when Death comes near them,You will not find one who will rise and walk with him, not one whose years are still a burden to him.

My love for you was greater than my wisdom.

Oh diary, what have I done to deserve dying so young?

I'm sorry you never got my note that night," said Minty. "I was arranging for us to go and live with them. You'll like that, won't you?" she asked Maia. Maia was silent, looking down at her plate. "Of course she will," jeered Finn. "Sergei will be able to kneel at her feet like a person in a book.

It was only when the light in her eyes was extinguished, at the mention of her father, that Rupert realized how brightly it had burned.

Then a month after Bernard's sixteenth birthday, Sir Aubrey came down to breakfast, and so did Dudley and so did Joan. They helped themselves to kedgeree and scrambled eggs and kidneys and bacon. Then Sir Aubrey rang for the footman to bring fresh coffee and said, "Where's Bernard? The wretched boy is late again." But Bernard wasn't late--he was gone, and nobody from Westwood ever set eyes on him again.

I don't regret anything I ever do or say. I don't like to live my life being censored. I like to say what I feel, and I think people respect that because you're honest.