Quotes About Regret

We got distracted. Ty said I could come to the tasting. Maddy— Please. He's going to put my wine in. David glanced over. You're a brave man, MacMillan. You never spent an evening chugging any Run, Walk and Fall Down? With a grin, David covered Maddy's ears. Once or twice, and fortunately I lived to regret it. Your wine club might object to the addition. Yeah. The thought of that tickled Ty, too. It'll broaden their outlook. Or poison them. Please, Dad. It's for science.

moods." "I can do that." "I'll let you go. Maybe if you see the lady—Naomi . . . If you see her, you could tell her I'm sorry about the trouble." "I'll do that. You take it easy." "It's the best way to take it." Chip smiled a little, then climbed into his truck. Since it was close, and he was running a bit late now, Xander got into his own truck and drove

because when you lose someone, when you aren't able to save them, it hurts too much.

Fair enough. She lowered her knees, stared down as she buttoned her shirt again. Ty, I'm really sorry. I'd never do anything to upset Eli, or to cause trouble between the two of you. I know. He pushed to his feet and after a brief hesitation held out his hand to help her up. I want to make love with you. His already jangled system suffered. I think what we both want's pretty clear. I just don't know what we're going to do about it. I have to go after him. Yes.

I thought I was pretty damn clever. She said that was all right, she'd make three wishes. The first was that I wouldn't piss this money away being an idiot and forgetting I had

At the counter, she winced at what the poking cost

His life, he thought, would've been easier by far if she'd never come into it. Then he sensed her, turned, saw her standing outside his bedroom door, that short halo of hair still damp from her shower, her eyes deep and a bit sleepy yet before her coffee.

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Ale nie myli? si? co do kilku rzeczy. Jestem s?aba i g?upia. Jestem bezu?yteczna. Nie chroni?am dzieci, gdy mia?am taka okazj?.

thought of Dr. Court and was sorry that she was going to be disappointed. Joey knew his mother would be upset, but she had Donald and the new baby. It wouldn't take her long to see that it was all for the best. And his father. His father would just get drunk again. Joey kept his eyes open. He wanted to see the trees rush up at him. He took a long breath, held it, and dove.

Who buys a minute's mirth to wail a week?

It goes that youth is wasted on the young, but I'm of a mind that the young waste youth.

Tonight I look and see the daughter of my daughter, and the boy Eli once brought to me. And that hole closes again. I regret nothing. I'm ashamed of nothing. How could I be? Whatever happens, we'll go on. We have a wedding to plan

Bless her heart, she must've been drinking when she bought that dress. He

Only the foolish waste their wishes.

The hardest thing usually to leave behind, as was the case now, can loosely be called the conscience.

If he comes back," she nodded. I thought I saw tears in her eyes but I was mistaken. In all my life, I was never to see her cry. And also he was never to come back. Without interrupting each other, we both said at the same time, "Let's never get out of touch with each other." And we never have, although her death has come between us.

Then he asked, "After you have finished your true stories sometime, why don't you make up a story and the people to go with it? "Only then will you understand what happened and why. "It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us." Now nearly all those I loved and did not understand when I was young are dead, but I still reach out to them.

At Ilinskoye, Serge left the room in which his young sister-in-law had died completely untouched, locking a door that would never again be opened by anyone but himself.

I came up with a new game-show idea recently. It's called The Old Game. You got three old guys with loaded guns onstage. They look back at their lives, see who they were, what they accomplished, how close they came to realizing their dreams. The winner is the one who doesn't blow his brains out. He gets a refrigerator.

One of the minor tragedies of human memory is our inability to unwatch movies we'd love to see (again) for the first time.

I always thought the time machine is the device that's missed most. Without even saying it out loud, that's the thing people want the most: The ability to take whatever it is that went wrong and fix it.

If you don't know what you want, the doorman said, you end up with a lot you don't.

Your birth is a mistake you'll spend your whole life trying to correct.