Quotes About Regret

How do you know that? You couldn't have finished the book. I skipped to the end. You... He closed his eyes as he drank more wine. Some things are unforgiveable. --Roarke, Dallas, Roarke

You have nothing to be embarrassed about. Life would be awfully dull if we could look back without regretting at least one affair.

She'd have put it behind her, Eve thought, but it was always behind you. In a corner, in the dark. Squatting there behind you and chuckling in its throat.

Eliza Lane might have drunk

then simply held it while shame washed

How do you know that? You couldn't have finished the book." "I skipped to the end." "You…" He closed his eyes as he drank more wine. "Some things are unforgivable

life is never as long as we want it to be, and wasted time can never be recovered." A

Guilt's oozing out of the son—name's Jimbo, and I'm sorry about that. And Bubba's getting sweaty.

Her feet were killing her. And it made her imagine traveling back in time, hunting down whoever had invented stiletto heels, and beating the crap out of him.

we are all sorry when we are discovered. Then we are very sorry.It's not the question if we're sorry. The question is did we draw a lesson? The question is: what are we going to do now, when we're sorry?

He thinks: she had a life before I was born. He is glad for her sake, since she has no life any more.

we also first beheld Unveiled the summit of Mont Blanc, and grieved To have a soulless image on the eye That had usurped upon a living thought That never more could be.

I hope that in the afterlife we will get a chance, each of us, to say our sorries to the people we have wronged.

But I say to myself, we are all sorry when we found out. Then we are very sorry. The question is not, are we sorry? The question is, what lesson have we learned? The question is, what are we going to do now that we are sorry?

Pero el arrepentimiento no funciona, ¿verdad? El arrepentimiento, la contrición. Es la flecha del tiempo: no se la puede hacer girar. No hay vuelta atrás.

You've always had me ... and my heart. My soul. Everything. I wish it hadn't taken this long for me to man up.

In quick succession, Qhuinn reviewed his answers: No, of course not, the knife was acting of its own volition. I was actually trying to stop it...No, I only meant to give him a shave...No, I didn't realize that slicing open someone's jugular was going to lead to death.

I love you. Z squeezed his eyes shut. Don't be a tragedy, Bella.

I have loved you for years. I have been in love with you for years and years and years ... throughout school and training ... before transitions and afterward ... when you approached me and yes, even now that you're with Saxton and you hate me. And that ... shit ... in my fucking head locked me down, locked everything down ... and it cost me you.

Qhuinn stopped breathing, focusing everything he had on the male who had been his best friend and his never-been lover… and the ever-after that was never going to happen. Even after all the things that had gone on between them, and all the fuckups on his end, which were legendary, Blay still had his back. "I love you," Qhuinn blurted into the silence.

You almost died tonight , he wanted to say. You dumb son of a bitch, you nearly died ... and then what would we have done? And not "we" as in the Brotherhood. Not even "we" as in he and John. More like … "me".

And then Tohr said softly, I'm lucky to have found love, I thank the Scribe Virgin every day that Wellsie is in my life. Wrath's Temper surged, set off by something he couldn't put his finger on. You're pathetic . Tohr hissed. And you've been dead for hundreds of years. You're just too mean to find a grave and lie down. Wrath threw the leather jacket on the floor. At least I'm not pussy whipped. Nice. F*cking. Suit.

I wish I were whole. I wish I could have given you youngs, if you'd wanted them and I could conceive them. I wish I could have told you it killed me when you thought I had been with anyone else. I wish I had spent the last year waking up every night and telling you I loved you. I wish I had mated you properly the evening you came back to me from the dead.

Too late Bella. Now, it's too late. Show me.