Quotes About Regret

When you feel in love with an ex, it isn't that you still love him, but that you are simply stuck in the idea of what YOU did wrong.

A feeling of disquiet continues to haunt me. As a youth one dreams of love; by the time one wakes, it is too late.

Is a lifetime long enough to hold the regret that I have for that fantastically aborted but crazily sweet love affair?

Of all human lamentations, without doubt, the most common is if only I had known. But we can't know, and so days of death and fire so often begin no differently than those of love and warmth.

I humbly do beseech of your pardon, For too much loving you

But a haiku by Buson came into his mind: 'I try to forget this senile love; a chilly autumn shower.' The gloom only grew denser.

Everything is your fault. You made me fall in love with you, and now I'm so upset I can't think or sleep or eat.

And it is a quiet terrible thing, too, to discover the value of love this way [after loss] - when the object of love is no longer there, when love dies or goes away or changes. When it is too late.

Rivers of tear drops, these sharp pains in my heart, if this was the way that you love, you never should have loved me

When you go, would you ever turn to say, "I don't love you like I did yesterday.

He doesn't deserve it. he can have any girl in the world's love and he took yours. someone who deserves so much more than a summer fling

I've learned... That I wish I could have told my Mom that I love her one more time before she passed away.

What is hell?...The suffering that comes from the consciousness that one is no longer able to love.

I regret not the things I have done, only those I have yet to do.

O God, You've done enough, You've robbed me of enough, I'm too tired and old to learn to love, leave me alone for ever.

What a shame, for I dearly love to laugh.

Vengeance is disappointing, always.

I would have given you the world if you had given me the chance.

If you really ever love someone, that doesn't go away, although you wish it would.

Every time I open the drawer, it's a trip down Memory Lane, which, if you don't turn off at the right exit, merges straight into the Masochistic Nostalgia Highway.

I wish I could stop being in love with Sam. I really do.

It is very painful to love someone and believe you cannot be with them.

What is first love worth, except to prepare for a second? What does second love bring? Only regret for the first.

It's sick that I experienced a once in a lifetime love - still as strong as the day it happened - & have been punished every single day since.