Quotes About Regret

Once they are gone they will never come back Looking at pictures and remembering the good times wont help like people say nothing will bring them back

No hay nada más peligroso que alguien que decide ser decente en el último minuto. Hará cualquier cosa por intentar enmendar su pasado.

porque habéis dejado de ser David, porque continuáis estando solos, porque vuestro sufrimientos del pasado no pueden borrar el nuestro. Pero sobre todo, porque ya habéis perdido el alma.

fallecido. —Madame no sufrió, pero los últimos días estuvo muy agitada, parecía saber que iba a morir y se lamentaba de no poder despedirse de sus hijos ni de sus nietos, especialmente de usted y de mademoiselle Laura, que eran sus nietas favoritas.

He wondered if she'd mind if he threw her down on the blanket and tore off her clothing. (..) She looked heartbreakingly innocent. Alex sighed. She'd probably mind.

Why? It's because I love you, damn me to hell. Because I've always loved you. Because I loved you when you were with John, and I loved you when I was in India, and God only knows I don't deserve you, but I love you, anyway.

Reformed rakes make the best husbands,"Violet said. "Rubbish and you know it." -Anthony to Violet

Caroline stamped her foot in frustration, but when it landed, it landed on something considerably less flat than the floor. "Owww!" he yelled. Oh! His foot!Sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorry , she mouthed.I didn't mean it. "If you think I can understand that," he growled, "you're crazier than I'd originally thought.

Turner let his face fell into his hands. "I'm never going to touch her again", he moaned. "He's never going to touch me again!" they heard Miranda roar. "Well,it doesn't look like you'll have much argument from your wife on that point", Olivia chirped.

That was very rude of me." "Think nothing of it. You've done worse.

She could not bear the thought. She simply could not bear the thought that she might somehow prove to her grandfather that her mother had indeed been a fool and her father had been a damned fool and that she was the damnedest fool of them all.

As far as bad ideas went, this stole the prize.

Caroline Trent hadn't meant to shoot Percival Prewitt, but she had, and now he was dead. Or at least she thought he was dead.

Are you certain you'll be happy?" she asked. Eloise smiled ruefully. "It's a little late to wonder, don't you think?" "It might be too late to do anything about it, but it's never too late to wonder.

Sebastian Grey. The worrds rang like a miserable moan in her head. On the list of men she ought not to be kissing, he had to rank at the top, along with the King, Lord Liverpool, and the chimney sweep.

But I wouldn't choose to spend time with them." Sebastian considered this, "Especially my father. As he's dead.

Honoria sighed. "We can't do what we did last year." "I don't see why not," Sarah said. "I can't imagine anyone would recognize it from our interpretation

Bridgerton," he grunted. Damn damn damn. Colin Bridgerton was the last person he wanted to see right now. Even the ghost of Napoleon, come down to slice a rapier through his gullet, would have been preferable.

What did one say when a gentleman confessed to a shortcoming? She couldn't recall ever hearing one do so before, but surely, sometime in the course of history, some gentleman had. (Lucy about Gregory, On the Way to the Wedding, Bridgertons #8, by Julia Quinn).

It occurred to him that perhaps he ought not to have married a woman with such extraordinary eyes.

Many a woman has been ruined by a single kiss.

He was just . . . George. And she loved him. She loved him, and—OH DEAR GOD, SHE HAD JUST STOPPED HIM FROM ASKING HER TO MARRY HIM. What had she done? And more importantly, how could she undo it?

tumbling to the ground. "Didja…didja hafta open it so…so fast?" he mumbled.

He took a step toward her, his clothing slipping from his fingers. 'There has been a terrible mistake.' 'Yes, there has,' she said, her entire body shaking with emotion. 'I was mistaken to think I could ever be enough of a woman to please you, to ever think that I could learn what it means to be anyone else but me.