Quotes About Regret

I cried myself, thinking of the grass growing on her tennis court, and the cruelty that was natural.

Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret. —Ambrose Bierce If

the bloodstained shirt he had taken off earlier

as I sat there on the limb looking at the old fellow he cried again something came over me I dint want to kill him I hollered down at Rubin I don't kill want to kill the ghost coon.

To choose, to take, with clear judgement and open eyes; to count the cost and pay it; to regret nothing; to go forward, cutting losses, refusing to complain, accepting complete responsibility for their own decisions - this was the code which she attempted to impress upon the children who came under her influence - the code on which she set herself to act.

I may be drunk, Miss, but in the morning I will be sober and you will still be ugly.

Perhaps you're right; we don't ever regain what we lightly lose.

The acme of futility was to regret a pleasure that was past, and he had no intention of doing so.

Perhaps," said Demelza, trembling all over. "Perhaps I'd ought to have asked for an introduction seeing it's so long since we met." "I don't doubt you have been well consoled in my absence," said Ross. "You were not concerned to come and see whether I was or no." "It seems that I was unwelcome when I did.

Their lives had been the tragedy of one woman who couldn't make up her mind.

Like all human beings she could not refrain from idly comparing what she had with what she might have had.

The acme of futility was to regret a pleasure that was past, and he had no intention of doing so. The thing was done.

Joshua Poldark died in March 1783. In February of that year, feeling that his tenure was becoming short, he sent for his brother from Trenwith.

Far better now if he had never known. The knowledge served no purpose but to destroy what was left of his peace of mind.

You see people every day who take a chance and damn the consequences. Many of them suffer for it, but I do not think they come off worst. The people who come off worst are the people who draw back at the last moment and spend the rest of their lives regretting it.

I may be a idiot, but most of the time, anyway, I tried to do the right thing, an dreams is just dreams, ain't they? So whatever else has happened, I am figgerin this: I can always look back an say, at least I ain't led no hum-drum life.

When I look back on all these worries, I remember the story of the old man who said on his deathbed that he had had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which had never happened

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È vero, taccio - ma taccio solo per timore che il mio canto in futuro mi dia dolore, che verrà giorno e d'un tratto smentirà le parole, resteranno ritmi e rime, se ne andrà l'amore, e sarà inafferrabile come l'ombra di un ramo.

Some fellow built a house here and wrote on it: When I built my house I was very glad, when I knew its cost I got very sad. (During the night somebody scribbled right under it:) Building a house takes a lot of loot, and you should have known it, you nincompoop.

In my next life I want to live backwards. Start out dead and finish off as an orgasm.

Abysmal vermin that I am, I couldn't of course tell her that it was her incredible mother that I wanted to see again… I knew only as I drove through the cold, night autumn air that somewhere Freud, Sophocles and Eugene O'Neill were laughing.

One of the saddest things of my life was that I was deprived of the years of raising Dylan and could only dream about showing her Manhattan and the joys of Paris and Rome.

I don't know what the hell I was thinking; I hated nature, and more than nature I hated being a car owner.