Quotes About Regret

Shame isn't a strong enough word for what I feel. "You could live a hundred lifetimes and not deserve him, you know," Haymitch says.

You'll never be able to let him go. You'll always feel wrong about being with me.

But I don't know what to him about the aftermath of killing a person. About how they never leave you.

Yes. I killed him. And buried her in flowers," I say. "And I sang her to sleep.

And it's all my fault, Gale. Because of what I did in the arena. If I had just killed myself with those berries, none of this would've happened. Peeta could have come home and lived, and everyone else would have been safe, too." "Safe to do what?" he says in a gentler tone. "Starve? Work like slaves? Send their kids to the reaping? You haven't hurt people – you've given them an opportunity. They just have to be brave enough to take it.

See that little girl? I wanted to marry her mother, but she ran off with a coal miner," "A coal miner? Why did she want a coal miner if she could've had you?" "Because when he sings...even the birds stop to listen.

I take a few breaths to calm myself, step back, and lift Buttercup by the scruff of the neck. "I should've drowned you when I had the chance." His ears flatten and he raises a paw. I hiss before he gets a chance, which seems to annoy him a little, since he considers hissing his own personal sound of contempt.

My father got to know my mother because on his hunts he would sometimes collect medicinal herbs and sell them to her shop to be brewed into remedies. She must have really loved him to leave her home for the Seam. I try to remember that when all I can see is the woman who sat by, blank and unreachable, while her children turned to skin and bones. I try to forgive her for my father's sake. But to be honest, I'm not the forgiving type.

I wish they were all dead and we were, too. It would be best." Well, there's no good response to that. I can hardly dispute it since I was walking around with a syringe to kill Peeta when I found them. Do I really want him dead? What I want...what I want is to have him back.

And right when your song ended I knew - just like your mother - I was a goner," Peeta says. "Then for the next eleven years, I tried to work up the nerve to talk to you.

Really? What did you cost me again? I ask. A lot of trouble. Don't worry. You'll get it all back,he says.

Do i really want him dead? What i want... what i want is to have him back.

Five years later I still wake up screaming for him to run

I keep hoping that as time passes by, we'll regain the ease between us, but part of me knows it's futile. There's no going back.

To me, there's no point in talking about things that might have been.

it was Satyria who spoke of Arachne in glowing terms: her audacity, her outspokenness, her sense of humor. All the things, Coriolanus thought as he dabbed his eyes, that were so annoying about her and had ultimately brought on her death.

Tell her, that we are so sorry she has to die.

So in the fading light I shut my eyes and kiss Gale to make up for all the kisses I've withheld, and because it doesn't matter anymore, and because I'm so desperately lonely I can't stand it.

He lives alone, no wife or children, most of his waking hours drunk. I don't want to end up like that.

I should have tried to save you," I whisper.

Our full stomachs make us more uncomfortable and breathless than we were on the morning's climb. I begin to regret those last dozen oysters.

Billy Taupe had crossed her, and he'd ended up dead.

Por qué hizo falta que fuera lastimado hasta el límite de su vida para que me diera cuenta? Porque soy egoísta. Soy una cobarde. Soy el tipo de chica que, cuando podría ser útil de verdad, huiría para seguir con vida y abandonaría a los que no la pudieran seguir para que sufrieran y murieran..

Who knows who I would be or what I would talk about if I'd been raised in the Capitol? Maybe my biggest regret would be having feathered costumes at my birthday party, too.