Quotes About Regret

Ah, Christ, I love you rings to the wild sky And I must think a little of the past: When I was ten I told a stinking lie That got a black boy whipped.

This is not a love story. It is my life, and as such, there is love, loss, war, death, and sacrifice. It's about things that needed to be done and choices made. I regret nothing.

Of her scorn the maid repented, And the shepherd - of his love.

So mourn'd the dame of Ephesus her love.

I want to take back at least half of the "I love you"s, because I didn't mean them as much as the other ones.

I knew I had done something awful. I had killed love, before I even knew the enormity of what love meant.

Need we say it was not love, Now that love is perished?

Mother, are you there? I love you. I never meant to hit you over the head with that shovel.

There would have been more 'I love you's' and more, 'I'm sorry's'.

Oh, God, Alaska, I love you. I love you,' and the Colonel whispered, 'I'm so sorry, Pudge. I know you did,' and I said, 'No. Not past tense.

I only know that I love you. That's your misfortune.

I had never said, 'dad, I love you'.

Oh God, to think that you only fall in love once in your entire life is such a depressing thought.

I used to be scared of loosing you and it happened just as I had thought. I wonder if you ever feel hurt about having lost the love we had. Do you feel the pain that I feel?

Rose:i love you Doctor:Quite right, and i guess if it's my last chance to say it... Rose Tyler... (the doctor fades, him in his TARDIS, with tear tracks and a tear running down his cheek)

When we fall in love and we have a first kiss with someone, we never ever imagine that someday that could be a last kiss.

Most of us fear reaching the end of our life regretting moments when we didn't speak up, say I love you, or say I'm sorry.

Bring me an axe and spade, Bring me a winding-sheet; When I my grave have made Let winds and tempests beat: Then down I'll lie as cold as clay. True love doth pass away!

Forgive me... for my love -for ruining you with my love.

I was in love once. It was terrible.

Get drunk, Austin, have a love affair. It would be a tragedy to die and discover that you hadn't completely used up your body.

You know how hind-sight is 20/20? Love is when you look back and wouldn't change anything.

When late I attempted your pity to move, Why seemed you so deaf to my prayers? Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love But-why did you kick me downstairs?

She was with me. She did all of those things and so many more, things I would never tell anyone, and she never even loved me. Now that's love.