Quotes About Regret

If we'd had Drew Brees, I might still be in Miami.

I love Mickey Mantle. Would I have felt the same if I had known when I was eight years old what I know now?

We always may be what we might have been.

As far as Mike Dolce goes, I would never hire him again for anything.

I mean, Mike Riley is an idiot, but I can't do anything to change that. He wasn't supposed to be a head coach in the NFL.

I blew a chance at a million dollars.

I was involved, deeply involved, in a deception... I have deceived my friends - and I had millions of them.

While we are making up our minds as to when we shall begin, the opportunity is lost.

Acting was fun for a while. I loved every minute of the really good things I did but probably wasn't as good as I should have been.

Most of us walk without chains, yet we aren't free. We're tethered to regret and sorrow from the past. We return to the past and continue to suffer. The past is a prison. But now you have the key to unlock the door and arrive in the present moment. You breathe in, you bring your mind home to your body, you make a step, and you arrive in the here and the

Anger is an unpleasant feeling. It is like a blazing flame that burns up our self-control and causes us to say and do things that we regret later. When someone is angry, we can see clearly that he or she is abiding in hell. Anger and hatred are the materials from which hell is made.

I know that my buddy Jorgeson was a real American hero. I wish that he had lived to be something else, if not a painter of pictures then even some kind of fuckup with a factory job and four divorces, bankruptcy petitions, in and out of jail. I wish he had been that. I wish he had been anything rather than a real American hero.

A great lady(Queen Elizabeth )of England , on her dying bed cried out ,call time again , call time again; a world of wealth for an inch of time !but time past was never nor could never be recalled.

Mensch, was haben wir die Luft bewegt, schrieb Micha später. Es wäre ewig so weitergegangen. Es war von vorn bis hinten zum Kotzen, aber wir haben uns prächtig amüsiert. Wir waren alle so klug, so belesen, so interessiert, aber unterm Strich war's idiotisch. Wir stürmten in die Zukunft, aber wir waren so was von gestern. Mein Gott, waren wir komisch, und wir haben es nicht einmal gemerkt. Es wäre ewig so weitergegangen, aber es ist was dazwischengekommen.

She considers the past. She measures it and weighs it and holds it in her hand like a plum. The past is everything now, and she understands that this is what it means to be dying: You stop looking forward, instead living for moments that happened years before.

I am sorry for only two things. These two things are: I am sorry that I have mistreated some few animals in my life time and I am sorry that I am unable to murder the whole darned human race

Sometimes a woman's love of being loved gets the better of her conscience, and though she is agonized at the thought of treating a man cruelly, she encourages him to love her while she doesn't love him at all. Then, when she sees him suffering, her remorse sets in, and she does what she can to repair the wrong.

Somebody might have come along that way who would have asked him his trouble, and might have cheered him by saying that his notions were further advanced than those of his grammarian. But nobody did come, because nobody does; and under the crushing recognition of his gigantic error Jude continued to wish himself out of the world.

What is it, Angel? she said, starting up. Have they come for me? Yes, dearest, he said. They have come. It is as it should be, she murmured. Angel, I am almost glad—yes, glad! This happiness could not have lasted. It was too much. I have had enough; and now I shall not live for you to despise me! She stood up, shook herself, and went forward, neither of the men having moved. I am ready, she said quietly.

He had been held to her by a beautiful thread which it pained him to spoil by breaking, rather than by a chain he could not break.

Men thin away to insignificance and oblivion quite as often by not making the most of good spirits when they have them as by lacking good spirits when they are indispensable.

Sometimes more bitterness is sown in five minutes than can be got rid of in a whole life;

O, you have torn my life all to pieces... made me be what I prayed you in pity not to make me be again!

I wish I had never been born--there or anywhere else.