Quotes About Regret

Ils se connaissaient trop pour avoir ces ébahissements de la possession qui en centuplent la joie. Elle était aussi dégoûtée de lui qu'il était fatigué d'elle. Emma retrouvait dans l'adultère toutes les platitudes du mariage.

As my body continues on its journey, my thoughts keep turning back and bury themselves in days past. [To his mother, Novemeber 23, 1849]

He reproached himself with forgetting Emma, as if, all his thoughts belonging to this woman, it was robbing her of something not to be constantly thinking of her.

Poor thing! She had loved him, after all.

Pobrecilla chica! —pensó enternecido—. Va a creerse más insensible que una roca; habrían hecho falta aquí unas lágrimas; pero no puedo llorar; no es mía la culpa.» Y echando agua en un vaso, Rodolfo mojó en ella su dedo y dejó caer desde arriba una gruesa gota, que hizo una mancha pálida sobre la tinta; después, tratando de cerrar la carta, encontró el sello Amor nel cor.

Je voudrais arrêter le temps, arrêter l'heure. Mais elle va, elle va, elle passe, elle me prend de seconde en seconde un peu de moi pour le néant de demain. Et je ne revivrai jamais.

Horrible, this love to which he was now chained, a love without purpose and without aim, without joy and without triumph, a love that sickened, weakened, laid waste to everything, a love without sweetness and without intoxication, breeding nothing but regret and foreboding, tears and pain, hinting at the ecstasy of shared caresses only by some intolerable longing for kisses not to be wakened on cold lips, sterile and dry as dead leaves.

GeçmiÅŸ beni çekiyor, bugün ise korkutuyor; çünkü gelecek ölü. Olan bitene özlem duyuyor, yaÅŸananlar için aÄŸl?yorum. Zaman?, saati durdurmak istiyorum; ancak zaman geçiyor, ak?p gidiyor, yar?n?n boÅŸluÄŸunu doldurmak için her saniye benden çal?yor ve ben bir kez daha hayata gelmeyeceÄŸim.

What do you want? he then asked her. And with clenched teeth, and trembling with anger, she replied: I want--I want you to marry me, as you promised. But he only laughed and replied: Oh! if a man were to marry all the girls with whom he has made a slip, he would have more than enough to do.

She removed the wraps, which covered her shoulders, before the glass, so as once more to see herself in all her glory. But suddenly she uttered a cry. She had no longer the necklace around her neck!

Elle aussi l'avait trouvé gentil ; et c'est uniquement pour cela qu'elle s'était donnée, liée pour la vie, qu'elle avait renoncé à toute autre espérance, à tous les projets entrevus, à tout l'inconnu de demain. Elle était tombée dans le mariage, dans ce trou sans bord pour remonter dans cette misère, dans cette tristesse, dans ce désespoir, parceque, comme Rosalie, elle l'avait trouvé gentil!

Il ne faut pas que tu me pardonnes - rien ne fait plus mal qu'un pardon - mais que tu ne m'en veuilles pas de ce que j'ai fait.

By things so achingly small are lives measured and marred.

Tigana, let my memory of you be like a blade in my soul.

I will not say I am sorry, but I can tell you that I grieve.

Thank the people who helped you achieve results before they are gone. You'll regret not doing so if the opportunity passes.

A day came when I should have died, and after that nothing seemed very important. So I have stayed as I am, without regret, separated from the normal human condition.

A day came when I should have died, and after than nothing seemed very important, so I stayed as I am, without regret separated from the normal human condition.

We aren't the best men, but Lord, have pity on us," Henríquez begins. It's a simple statement, but it strikes several of the men hard.

Morality and honor are not to be confused. The difference between a moral man and a man of honor is that the latter regrets a discreditable act, even when it has worked and he has not been caught.

As I grow older I am unpleasantly impressed by the fact that giving each human being but one life is a bad scheme.

Looking back over a life of hard work… my only regret is that I didn't work even harder.

Unhappy is he to whom the memories of childhood bring only fear and sadness.

Would to Heaven we had never approached them at all, but had run back at top speed out of that blasphemous tunnel with the greasily smooth floors and the degenerate murals aping and mocking the things they had superseded-run back, before we had seen what we did see, and before our minds were burned with something which will never let us breathe easily again!