Quotes About Regret

John Edwards is a tragic case of a man who ran for President when he should have joined the Secret Service.

We look to our last sickness for repentance, unmindful that it is during a recovery men repent, not during a sickness.

How little remains of the man I once was, save the memory of him! But remembering is only a new form of suffering.

I would certainly end up forever crying the blues into a coffee cup in a park for old men playing chess or silly games of some sort.

You know, I have had a terrible life. I married two men I really didn't like. My only daughter was killed in a car accident. My brother committed suicide. Has my life been a life for anyone to envy?

The thing that haunts a man the most is what he isn't ordered to do.

I admired my father very much... at the age of sixteen. But now I see that he was a brutal and cruel man, - but not without remorse, and that was what tortured us, his alternations.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night.

Is there anything so wretched as to look at a man of fine abilities doing nothing?

When a man has been intemperate so long that shame no longer paints a blush upon his cheek, his liquor generally does it instead.

There is no remorse like a remorse of chess. It is a curse upon man. There is no happiness in chess.

There is one single fact that one may oppose to all the wit and argument of infidelity; namely, that no man ever repented of being a Christian on his death-bed.

A man may acquire a taste for wine or brandy, and so lose his love for water, but should we not pity him.

Hence these tears.

Where were you when my heart was breaking? Will you scream out my name when I am dead and gone?

Well, it's not like we've never made a mistake before," she said, then broke off at the look on his face. The hard, harsh, painful look. What did he think she meant? That it was all a mistake? Surely he didn't think that. She'd never wanted anyone but him, but she'd

And there was no way to unsay words you'd blurted out, no matter how sorry you were.

Somehow, I feel almost blinded myself. And I am forever left to wonder Whether telling you how truly special You were Might have made a difference.

I could always accept not being the prettiest or the smartest Because I had the best of friends. A and A they called us. But, Anna, somehow, I failed you. And now I've lost the best part of Me.

Time is the only thief we can't get justice against.

Over time, the hurt doesn't hurt. Only regret does.

When will pleasure crash with regret?

Suddenly, his efforts and determination to avenge his friend's death seemed petty indeed, compared to what Yahweh might be prepared to do. "Have I stood in Your way all this time?" he asked, amazed. "Your hatred has. Only as you have clung to it have you, also, blocked My way." For a long time Jonathan remained silent. "I do not know that I can let go. I have held it for so long." "How much of your nightmare was true?" "None," he had to admit. "Hatred always lies.

It's very strange when the life you never had flashes before your eyes.