Quotes About Regret

Time is the only thing we cannot replace, apart from our health and our lives. I resent wasting a moment of it. But

on in the SE. He saw his car and winced. He turned

Le parecía que, más que enterrar al Txato, lo estaban escondiendo.

My past is everything I failed to be.

I bear the wounds of all the battles I avoided.

Ah, it's my longing for whom I might have been that distracts and torments me!

Por ella, en recuerdo de sus cuentos de brujas que tan feliz me hicieron, puse a mi perra bruja. ... Me la regalo un amigo, Miguel Ángel, y me jodió la vida porque lo que tenía que ser para siempre resultó efímero. Buda ya lo dijo: el que tiene tres amores, tendrá tres dolores; el que tiene dos, dos; y el que tiene uno, uno. Mejor no tener ninguno.

Y hoy que me es imposible volver a esa esquina del recuerdo a cometer el pecado no cometido, a reparar el mal no hecho, me mata el remordimiento.

Porque en esta tierra mía de fracaso acumulado

Si yo hubiera nacido un poco antes, me habría muerto un poco después. ¡Pero ay, nací en pleno triunfo de la medicina, cuando los viejitos siguen viviendo muertos! Y aquí me tienen viendo pasar carros y carros y carros, como las vacas a la orilla de la carretera en un potrero. Y gente.

If ye live enough befure thirty ye won't care to live at all afther fifty.

The past always looks better than it was because it isn't here.

The past always looks better than it was. It's only pleasant because it isn't here.

What I need is a good defense 'Cause I'm feeling like a criminal And I need to be redeemed To the one I've sinned against Because he's all I ever knew of love.

She would've been a good woman," said The Misfit, "if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life.

She is dancing. Away. From you now. She was just a wish. She was just. A. Wish. And her memory is all that is left for you now.

There are worse things than having behaved foolishly in public. There are worse things than these miniature betrayals, committed or endured or suspected; there are worse things than not being able to sleep for thinking about them. It is 5 a.m. All the worse things come stalking in and stand icily about the bed looking worse and worse and worse.

Happy ending After they had not made love she pulled the sheet up over her eyes until he was buttoning his shirt: not shyness for their bodies - those they had willingly displayed - but a frail endeavour to apologise. Later, though, drawn together by a distaste for such 'untidy ends' they agreed to meet again; whereupon they giggled, reminisced, held hands as though what they had made was love - and not that happier outcome, friends.

What are the girls thinking of? At least half are nostalgic for death, and for a temple, and for all of those clothes.

Our minds are a series of graves in a wall. Our non-entities are all there when the register is called, gluttonous creatures; sometimes they fly up like vultures to hide the faces of those we loved. A multitude of faces dwell in the graves, a rich pasturage.

to make up in an hour for all their wasted yesterdays.

Sorrow, regret and remorse tear down the cells of the body, and poison the atmosphere of the individual.

No more Hope, no more Glory, no more parades for you and me…. Na poo, finny!

I felt total bad about it, and empty. Granpa said he knew how I felt, for he was feeling the same way. But Granpa said everything you lost which you had loved give you that feeling. He said the only way round it was not to love anything, which was worse because you would feel empty all the time. Granpa