Quotes About Regret

I get out of bed, go over to the window, and look at the night sky. And think about time that can never be regained. I think of rivers, of tides. Forests and water gushing out. Rain and lightning. Rocks and shadows. All of these are in me.

There are some things in this world that can be done over, and some that can't. And time passing is one thing that can't be redone. Come this far, and you can't go back.

Es una lástima, pero hay cosas que no pueden volver atrás. Una vez has dado un paso hacia delante, por más que lo intentes, ya no puedes retroceder. Si se estropean, así se quedan para siempre.

Anyway, I'm in bed with her, with her bracelets. Her face is a blank, so I darken the lights. Off go her silky undergarments. The bracelets are all she has on. They glint slightly, a pleasant muffled clinking on the sheets. I have a hard-on. Which, halfway down the ladder, is what I noticed. Just great. Why now? Why didn't I get an erection when I needed one? And why was I getting so excited over two lousy bracelets? Especially under this slicker, with the world about to end.

If you hurt her any more than you already have, the wound could be too deep to fix.

I could go on like this forever, but would I ever find a place that was meant for me? Like, for example, where? After lengthy considerations, the only place I could think of was the cockpit of a two-seater Kamikaze torpedo-plane. Of all the dumb ideas. In the first place, all the torpedo-planes were scrapped thirty years ago

Eppure, se avessi potuto ricominciare da capo, ero sicuro che avrei rifatto le stesse identiche cose. Perché quello ero io: quella vita in cui continuavo a perdere tutto. Non avrei potuto fare altro che diventare me stesso, nient'altro che me stesso, con tutte le persone che mi avrebbero lasciato, o che io avrei lasciato, con tutti i bei sentimenti e le magnifiche qualità e i sogni che sarebbero andati distrutti, o perlomeno che avrei dovuto ridimensionare.

The world's crawling with stupid, innocent girls, and I'm just one of them, self-consciously chasing after dreams that'll never come true. I should shut the piano lid and come down off the stage. Before it's too late.

The past became a long, razor-sharp skewer that stabbed right through his heart.

He wore Armani suits and drove a Jaguar, but finally he was just another ant, working and working until he died without meaning. The very fact that he existed in this world would eventually be forgotten. 'Such a shame, he was so young,' people might say. Or they might not.

I'm forever realizing things too late.

That's why you need to grab whatever chance you have for happiness where you find it, and not worry too much about other people. My experience tells me that we get no more than two or three such chances in a lifetime, and if we let them go, we regret it for the rest of our lives.

But from the first time I met Ame, I was drawn right into her. I couldn't resist her. And I knew it was happening. I knew it wasn't going to come my way again, not in this life. That's when I decided - if I go with her, there'll come a time that I'll regret it. But if I don't go with her, I'll be losing the key to my existence. Have you ever felt that way about something?

I'm confused. Really confused. And it's a lot deeper than you think. Deeper… darker… colder. But tell me something. How could you have slept with me that time? How could you have done such a thing? Why didn't you just leave me alone?

I was attracted to her from the first time we talked, and soon there was no turning back. For a long time she was the only thing I could think about. I tried to tell her how I felt, but somehow the feelings and the right words couldn't connect. Maybe it was for the best.

When people are dead, you can forgive them 'most anything.

My experience tells me that we get no more than two or three such chances in a lifetime, and if we let them go, we regret it for the rest of our lives.

People die all the time. Life is a lot more fragile than we think. So you should treat others in a way that leaves no regrets. Fairly, and if possible, sincerely. It's too easy not to make the effort, then weep and wring your hands after the person dies. Personally, I don't buy it. Yuki leaned against the car door. But that's real hard, isn't it? she said. Real hard, I said. But it's worth trying for.

Por algún motivo, las palabras adecuadas siempre llegan demasiado tarde.

Cuando leo un libro malo,tengo la sensación de haber malgastado el tiempo. Y eso me decepciona. Antes no me sucedía. Disponía de mucho tiempo y, aunque pensara: «¡Vaya tontería acabo de leer!», siempre tenía la impresión de que algo habría sacado de allí. Dentro de lo que cabía, claro. Pero ahora no. Sólo pienso que he perdido el tiempo. Quizá tenga que ver con hacerse viejo.

Grasping the doorknob, Tengo turned around one last time and was shocked to see a single tear running down from his father's eye. It shone a dull silver color under the ceiling's fluorescent light. To release that tear, his father must have squeezed every bit of strength from what little emotion he still had left.

And once more I'm struck by how pitiful and pointless this little container called me is, what a lame, shabby being I am. I feel like everything I've ever done in life has been a total waste.

Für jeden von uns gibt es etwas ganz Besonderes, das sich ihm nur in einem bestimmten Augenblick als schwache kleine Flamme darbietet. Einige achtsame, vom Glück begünstigte Menschen hegen diese Flamme, bis sie groß genug ist, um ihnen wie eine Fackel den Lebensweg zu erhellen. Erlischt diese Flamme jedoch, können wir sie nie wieder entzünden.

That box contains the 'something' that was inside you. You didn't know that when you carried it here and gave it to Keiko with your own hands. Now you'll never get it back.