Quotes About Regret

I do not know what to say, how to tempt you. If you had a price, I would pay it. If you desired particular words, I would say them. I would be anything you want, Jane. Just come back. Please come back. - Matthew in a letter to Jane.

It's always only ever been you. And it always will be, Beth. You have my heart. My love. And my regret that I am not the man you deserve.

Do you know what you did to me?' he asked bitterly. 'You bloody well emasculated me. I destroyed my manhood over you. I threw away my pride, my self-control. I despised myself, and I hated you for the way you made me feel...' -Ashley Dent

But on several occasions when the opportunity had been there and all that had been required of her was to say yes, she's said no instead. Something of great magnitude had been lost, some fundamental ability within her had shut down for good, leaving her incapable of risking commitment. (less)

I can't change yesterday, but I can sure mess up today.

How could I have missed the opportunity to pop pills with my sister who was purer than a Quaker?

Personally, I felt terrible for telling Truth my name was Schnitzeldoodle. I still think about it. Sometimes I just have to rock myself back and forth and say, "You've offended so many people at this point. Don't try to keep track now, girl.

The last time I bumped into an ex-boyfriend was at three o'clock in the morning at Rite Aid. I was ringing up Gas-X and corn removers.

I'm a murderer, Ted! I'm a murderer. A dog murderer! I'm just like Phil Spector minus the music career." "No, Chelsea, you need to get ahold of yourself. You are not a murderer! This was an accidental dog homicide!" "What

I don't give a damn if you were the featured date du jour of the sultan of Brunei. Get it through your head: You're here under duress,my duress, and the second I can get you across the river, the better I'll like it. Even if Winkie wants me? Who the hell is Winkie? In answer, her gaze traveled to his crotch. Woman, Jake roared, beyond insane, do you have a death wish? Get in that bed, pull the covers over your head, and go to sleep before I do something we'll both regret.

People live, and then they die, and as long as they do both things propertly, there's nothing much to regret.

And immediately Okonkwo's eyes were opened and he saw the whole matter clearly. Living fire begets cold, impotent ash. He sighed again, deeply.

I felt so bad I did not need any further comfort for myself.

I dont want to die Then you shouldnt have been born

But she insists the family hadn't a choice. Not true. We always have choices. Isn't that what Dante teaches us? I really have become quite the Dante scholar: "There is no greater sorrow than to recall our time of joy in wretchedness.

months earlier with Kristin

Too often you couldn't mine the recollections that might keep you sane, but instead held close the memories that someday would kill you.

She closed her eyes against the shame, the disgust. She tried to remind herself that this was just who she was—how she was—and to ratchet down at least a little bit the self-loathing. Hadn't they had fun last night? Of course they had. At least she presumed they had.

Remember that person you wanted to be? There's still time." She wanted to believe that; she wanted to believe it almost desperately. She wanted to be different from what she was—to be anything but what she was. But every day that grew less and less likely. Life, it seemed to her in the back of the cab, was nothing but a narrowing of opportunities. It was a funnel.

You can live under the weight of your past or the weight of forgiveness. If you choose the former, you'll constantly be working off the guilt like someone who overeats at the holidays.

But there are some things you can't do even if you desire them. There are some choices you can't take back. Words said that can't be unsaid

Stupid choices people made that they probably wouldn't if they'd thought about it for a split second longer.

There had been a connection long ago, but that had been severed. Something in me wanted to hold on, to roll back the clock and never let him go, but I had made my choice, as he had, and we had to live with our choices.

The reason he kept going was that God got hold of his heart. And he did the same for me. I'm so ashamed of what happened back there. How we let our passions run. We hurt a lot of people. And we've lived with that. But