Quotes About Regret

Dad nods, looks me dead in the eyes; slowly and regretfully, he banishes all the smiling and joking from his face, and for once he's just my dad, watching his son who has fallen so low.

My brother,' Mortin says as Leidan shuffles away. 'So much potential, wasted.' He takes a swig of beer. I wonder whose potential he really thinks is wasted. I look through his upturned drink at the walls and ceiling. Things look sadder when glimpsed through alcohol.

There are only things that could have turned out different. You don't have any should or woulds in your life, see? You only have things that could have gone a different way. [...] You never know what truly would have happened if you had done your shoulds and woulds. You life might have turned out worse, isn't that possible?

No. There are only things that could have turned out differently. You don't have any shoulds or woulds in your life, see? You only have things that could have gone a different way. You never know what truly would have happened if you had done your shoulds and woulds. Your life might have turned out worse, isn't that possible?

Imagine your body becoming that of a stranger. Imagine the sensation of it being not yours, as you discover what it feels like to do this, or to have this happen to you, for the very first time. Imagine it happening with sickening slowness, or with shocking speed, that discovery. And then imagine knowing it has come too late.

My mum,' Thomas Kintry told him, 'when she gets really down, she churns over the past. All the things she thinks she did wrong, all the people she let down. There was this one Christmas when the turkey came out too dry; she still goes on about that bloody turkey, what a miserable Christmas day it was. And this is, like—1993 or something. But she still goes on about it. My nan was the same.

I fear living a life where I could have accomplished something and didn't. That's what I fear. I don't fear death.

On the whole, I don't fear death. Instead, I fear a life where I could have accomplished more.

And yet now, after all these years, I find that it doesn't matter whether I filmed it or not, because we lose our children not once but over and over again. That loss, I can feel it now, yesterday, tomorrow, every minute, and I promise you, I do.

Food used to be so good. I used to love food. I haven't eaten food since I was thirteen years old...I haven't had a real piece of bread in thirty years. If I knew what was going to happen, I would have saved some rolls when I was a kid.

There comes a time in a man's life when he looks around and realizes he's made a mess of everything. He's dug a hole for himself so deep that not only can't he get out, but he doesn't even know which way is up anymore.

Every word, every step, every action is irreversible. If we step in front of a moving car, if we sign a contract we haven't read, if we betray the person we love, the best we can do is try to clean up the mess. But no matter how hard we scrub, the stain on reality will never come out. The word you just read can never be unread.

So how do you feel about it?" "I'm not upset, but my mom was crying and it's the first time I've ever seen her cry. Dad always wanted whiskey poured on his grave, so my brother said, 'I just hope he doesn't mind me filtering it through my bladder first.'" Mystery

a veces tener memoria es una buena cosa, porque ahí está la historia de tu vida y sin ella no habría nada, pero otras veces tu memoria guarda cosas que preferirías no volver a saber nunca y, por mucho que intentes quitártelas de la cabeza, siempre vuelven.

You can't know how in this pale life of mine I am all the time seeing the bright pictures of that other that I once thought I was glad to be free of … It's like an ache, a pain that never ceases…

I spent most of my money on booze and broads and I wasted the rest of it.

There's a saying—'I'd rather regret the things I did than the things I didn't do.' " "I actually regret both.

Actually, she'd made me promise to cut down on the drinking and swearing, which I have. Unfortunately, this has left me dim-witted and nearly speechless.

Me, Mia. Mama mia, Mia. Otis is rigor mortis.

I curse the day I found God. My life has been a misery ever since.

The Negro said, "I don't feel so good right now. Say, if I'd known that cutting your throat gave you septicaemia, I sure would have made a job of it." "Or else not done it at all," said Turner. The Negro paused for a moment in abstraction. "Well," he said at last, "that would have been another way.

Do not waste one moment in regret, for to think feelingly of the mistakes of the past is to reinfect yourself. "Let the dead bury the dead" [Matthew 8:22; Luke 9:60]. Turn from appearances and assume the feeling that would be yours were you already the one you wish to be.

Stop! Hersey cried out. Stop! something appalling is happening to all of us. We're saying things we'll regret for the rest of our lives. We're merely speaking the truth [William Compline] It's the sort that shouldn't be spoken. It's a beastly lop-sided exaggerated truth.

it is better to act and repent than not to act and regret.