#regret

I regret that I wasn't the kind of person who could enjoy celebrity. It embarrassed me too much. ↗

— Julie Christie

#could #embarrassed #enjoy #i #kind

Every damn fool thing you do in this life you pay for. ↗

— Edith Piaf

#foolishness #last-words #life #regret #death

I know so many people who are eaten up by regret. It manifests itself in so many ways. They either become mentally a bit off, or they get very fat, or they are just horribly depressed. ↗

— Tippi Hedren

#bit #depressed #eaten #either #fat

We should have taken our chances back then, when we were young and beautiful and didn't even know it. ↗

— Lois McMaster Bujold

#love #might-have-been #nostalgia #regret #self-reflection

Now that we are cool, he said, and regret that we hurt each other, I am not sorry that it happened. ↗

— William Henry Hudson

#cool #each #happened #hurt #i

When she looked in the glass and saw her hair grey her cheek sunk, at fifty, she thought, possibly she might have managed things better--her husband; money; his books. But for her own part she would never for a single second regret her decision, evade difficulties, or slur over duties ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#decisions #difficulties #duties #life #regrets

Never regret yesterday. Life is in you today and you make your tomorrow. ↗

— L. Ron Hubbard

#make #never #never regret #regret #today

I did Polyester, and I don't regret one minute of it. It was wonderful. ↗

— Tab Hunter

#i #minute #one minute #polyester #regret

The critical question about regret is whether experience led to growth and new learning. Some people seem to keep on making the same mistakes, while others at least make new ones. Regret and remorse can be either paralyzing or inspiring. [p. 199] ↗

— Mary Catherine Bateson

#age

It was becoming more and more evident that Salem was a town that celebrated individuality, a real live-and-let-live kind of place. Melody felt a gut punch of regret. Her old nose would have fit in here. "Look!" She pointed at the multicolored car whizzing by. Its black door were from a Mercedes coupe, the white hood from a BMW; the silver trunk was Jaguar, the red convertible top was Lexus, the whitewall tires were Bentley, the sound system was Bose, and the music was classical. A hood ornament from each model dangled from the rear view mirror. Its license plate appropriately read MUTT. "That car looks like a moving Benton ad." "Or a pileup on Rodeo drive." Candace snapped a picture with her iPhone and e-mailed to her friends back home. They responded instantly with a shot of what they were doing. It must have involved the mall because Candace picked up her pace and began asking anyone under the age of fifty where the cool people hung out. ↗

— Lisi Harrison

#differences #individual #new-town #plastic-surgery #regrets