Quotes About Regret

reminiscence is less an endowment than a disease...

If she had not been imprudence incarnate, she would not have acted as she did when she met Henchard by accident a day or two later.

Tess shrank into herself as if she had been struck. Often enough had he tried to reach those lips against her consent—often had he said gaily that her mouth and breath tasted of the butter and eggs and milk and honey on which she mainly lived, that he drew sustenance from them, and other follies of that sort. But he did not care for them now.

If he could only prevent himself growing up! He did not want to be a man.

It was a night when sorrow may come to the brightest without causing any great sense of incongruity: when, with impressible persons, love becomes solicitousness, hope sinks to misgiving, and faith to hope: when the exercise of memory does not stir feelings of regret at opportunities for ambition that have been passed by, and anticipation does not prompt to enterprise.   The

what only hurts me now would torture and kill me then!

Ah, a time of his life shall come when he will have to repent, and think wretchedly of the pain he has caused another man; and then may he ache, and wish, and curse, and yearn—as I do now!

Such poor liquor do make a man's throat feel very melancholy--and is a disgrace to the name of stimmilent.

Oak was just thinking that whatever he himself might have suffered from Bathsheba's marriage, here was a man who had suffered more, when Boldwood spoke in a changed voice—that of one who yearned to make a confidence and relieve his heart by an outpouring.

Clare arose in the light of a dawn that was ashy and furtive, as though associated with crime. The fireplace confronted him with its extinct embers; the spread supper-table, whereon stood the two full glasses of untasted wine, now flat and filmy; her vacated seat and his own; the other articles of furniture, with their eternal look of not being able to help it, their intolerable inquiry what was to be done?

I look into my glass, And view my wasting skin, And say, 'Would God it came to pass My heart had shrunk as thin!

Ah, fool, he went on to himself, to clip your own wings when you were free to soar! . . . But I could not rest till I had done it. Why do I never recognise an opportunity till I have missed it, nor the good or ill of a step till it is irrevocable? . . . I fell in love!

I am certain one ought to be allowed to undo what one has done so ignorantly ! I daresay it happens to lots of women; only they submit, and I kick.... When people of a later age look back upon the barbarous customs and superstitions of the times that we have the unhappiness to live in, what will they say!

Oh my love, my love, why do I love you so? she whispered there alone; for she you love is not myself, but one in my image; the one I might have been!

Whilst I would have given worlds to touch your hand, you have let a rake come in without right or ceremony and—kiss you! Heaven's mercy—kiss you!

I've been troubled with weak moments lately, 'tis true. I've been drinky once this month already, and I did not go to church a-Sunday, and I dropped a curse or two yesterday; so I don't want to go too far for my safety. Your next world is your next world, and not to be squandered offhand. I

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I see your face in every scene of my dreams, and I hear your voice in every sound. I wish I did not. It is too much what I feel. They say such love never lasts

as Milton's Satan first saw Paradise.

Tess comprese che malgrado i lunghi mesi di segreti pentimenti, di lotte, di autoraccomandazioni, di programmi per un futuro vissuto in solitudine, il consiglio dell'amore avrebbe vinto.

Had she perceived this meeting's import, she might have asked why she was doomed to be seen and coveted that day by the wrong man and not by some other man, the right and desired one in all respects - as nearly as humanity can supply the right and desired; yet to him who amongst her acquaintance might have approximated to this kind, she was but a transient impression, half forgotten.

Now the people sneer at me--the very hills and sky seem to laugh at me till I blush shamefully for my folly. I have lost my respect, my good name, my standing--lost it, never to get it again.

Era una di quelle sere in cui la tristezza può impossessarsi delle persone più allegre senza che ciò provochi alcuna sorpresa; quando negli emotivi l'amore si trasforma in angoscia, la fiducia in desiderio e la speranza precipita nell'apprensione; quando il ricordo non suscita alcun rimpianto per le occasioni che ci sono sfuggite e l'attesa non induce all'azione.

Thomas Hardy