Quotes About Regret

As old age approached, Eguchi would, on nights when he had difficulty sleeping, sometimes remember the woman's words, and count up numbers of women on his fingers; but he did not stop at anything so simple as picturing those he would not mind kissing. He would travel back over memories of women with whom he had had affairs. An old love had come back tonight because the sleeping beauty had given him the illusion that he smelled milk.

Su angustia no era común a todas las mujeres en el acto de la entrega. Y con ella ocurrió solamente en aquella única vez. El hilo de plata estaba cortado, la taza de oro destruida.

As death approaches, memory erodes. Recent memories are the first to succumb. Death works its way backward until it reaches memory's earliest beginnings. Then memory flares up for an instant, just like a flame about to go out. That is the 'prayer in the mother tongue.' -from A Prayer in the Mother Tongue

Quizá la juventud sea terrible para un anciano.

He went to the house, he said, when the despair of old age was too much for him.

But could there be anything uglier than an old man lying the night through beside a girl put to sleep, unwaking? Had he not come to this house seeking the ultimate in the ugliness of old age?

I feel sad that he's just a voice now.

I need to be blinded, Valya. I was wrong, Valya ... I thought the emotions had perished -- love and devotion and tenderness, but it's all still here, Valya ... Only not for us, all that's left for us is envy and more envy ... Poke out my eyes, Valya, I want to go blind ...

How much longer on the divan? Why does sex have to mean everything? OK, it can mean something, but why everything? Why do thirty years have to go down the toilet because I wanted to touch somebody else? Am I missing something? Is this what it comes down to? Why does the sex have to mean everything?

It hurts to look at what you can't have

I fill the time that might have been usefully devoted to sculpture with things like drinking and staring into space.

To look back at all past work induces nausea [...] It's like taking a tour of a cell in which you were once incarcerated.

Kiki began to giggle. Now Howard let go of Zora and held his wife instead, gripping he from behind. His arms could not go entirely around her, but still they walked in this manner down the small hill towards the gates of the park. This was one of the little ways in which eh said sorry. They were meant to add up each day.

I felt like some old diary she'd found in a drawer: a reminder of a more innocent and foolish time in her life.

Now, every time I learn something more about him, I like him less. So you see, we were better off the way we were.

Oh, Glenn!--forgive--me! she faltered. I was only--talking. What do I know? Oh, I am blind--blind and little!

Is it not the loss of things which makes life bitter?

You've missed it again, you've gone wrong again, you thought you had time, you thought that even someone whose days were numbered would wait for you. That's the kind of person you are, dozing while more opportunities pass you by (...)

Everyone who makes a mistake knows in advance that he's going to make a mistake, he simply can't stop himself. The surprise is perhaps a reaction to the size of the mistake, not the fact of its existence.

Maybe if she had known some other way to try, she might have made his face different. But what the other way could be, she had no idea.

it. Ah know Ah ain't." "Ah did think about it one day," Hicks said dreamily, "but then Ah forgot it and ain't thought about it since then." "No wonder things ain't no better," Joe commented. "Ah'm buyin' in here

Lot's wife lookee back and turn to a pillar of salt and she be dere till Judgment Day. Poor Cudjo, I no lookee back. I pressee forward.

I sometimes wonder what it would have been like if I'd got 'Downton Abbey' when I was 22.

If I was coming into the business today, I wouldn't be in it. Knowing what I know, absolutely not.