Quotes About Regret

Leí una vez que la memoria de los peces de colores solo duran cinco segundos. Les envidio. Mis recuerdos con Alex, mi amor por él, me durarán toda la vida.

and the bananas are overdone.

Sometimes things are better off forgotten.

It would be cool if god gave every a do over day and you could yell, "do over!" and the day would start new. This would definitely qualify for a DOD.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be a dickhead. Well, I did.

Cómo me gustaría poder retroceder al año pasado y empezar de nuevo. La vida no te permite hacer eso. No es posible borrar el pasado, pero voy a tratar de hacer que otras personas lo olviden.

Para que lo sepas, Lenny, esta no es una cita —Trish dice. —Entonces, ¿qué es? —Soy yo sintiendo lástima por ti, porque eres un perdedor.

Brittany flew out of school today, following Burro Face. Before I left I saw them together in an intimate conversation by the back field. She picked him over me, which really shouldn't surprise me. When she asked me in chemistry what she should do, I should have told her to dump that pendejo. Then I'd be happy instead of pissed off. ¡Es un carbón de mierda? He doesn't deserve her. Okay, so I don't, either.

That shouldn't have happened," she says, throwing back her shoulders in a stance as stiff as a statue's. "What? The kiss or you likin' it so much?

I've never done a single thing I've wanted to in my whole life! I don't know 's I've accomplished anything except just get along.

It is one of the major tragedies that nothing is more discomforting than the hearty affection of the Old Friends who never were friends.

As God as my judge, I don't know where I went wrong!

Be vigilant on what is attracting your eyes, for most of our downfalls, regrets and sorrows comes from it.

Looking back in retrospect and regretting your past, you miss the opportunities in front of you.

Never take yesterday into today, hence it'll make today bitter.

Regrets hold us back from achieving our goals.

Sometimes we hope for what we left behind.

What you wish for can elude you within a blink of an eye if you hesitate.

Of all the objects of hatred, a woman once loved is the most hateful.

Of Paradise I cannot speak properly, for I have not been there; and that I regret.

Nay, tempt me not to love again: There was a time when love was sweet; Dear Nea! had I known thee then, Our souls had not been slow to meet! But oh! this weary heart hath run So many a time the rounds of pain, Not even for thee, thou lovely one! Would I endure such pangs again.

I didn't know exactly what to say. "Rush" is a word that pretty much covered every initial sexual encounter I had ever had in my life. and the fact that these two young people felt it necessary to deliberate over sex made me feel a little sad. I have known women who withdrew from me at the last moment and women who regretted their passion the next morning, but a precoital committee meeting had never been a part of my experience.

The misery I felt was grief. I wanted her back, my old self.

Years later, when I was grown (much taller than he ever grew) and I saw him in a local bar, he remembered my "crush" and said he regretted not acting on it. As silly as it sounds, this confession of his gave me real satisfaction, but the fact is he didn't want the fourteen-year-old I had been but the twenty-two-year-old I had become - another person altogether.