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Pero cuando enfermé y los temores de la muerte se presentaron a mis ojos; cuando mis ánimos cedieron ante la fuerza de tan grave mal y mi resistencia se agotó con la fiebre, la conciencia tanto tiempo dormida empezó a despertarse y a hacerme reproches sobre mi pasada vida, por lo cual había provocado a la justicia de Dios para que me abatiera con tan duros golpes, siendo mi empecinada maldad la causa de su severo castigo.

Pick the axe; chop off the anger; burn the pieces and bury the ashes. Anger kills before it is noticed. It travels faster to the destination to destroy long before conscience arrives to regret it!

Pleading for forgiveness was always on the tip of her tongue. She had tried doing a good thing, but because of one thoughtless act, his two beautiful daughters were brutally raped, and running to the other side of the world hadn’t helped. Because of her, two innocent ADP employees were dead. She was older but not a shekel wiser, still opening the wrong doors.

Rather than having regrets over events in the past, or worrying whether or not the future will bring you what you need or desire, allow yourself to rest in the present, the now. Understand that all that has transpired has brought you to this moment, and in this very moment, riches that far outweigh those of the world already lie within you.

Regrets are for wusses.

Regrets are self-created and cause for further regrets.

Regrets never sit well, with those that never forget.

Regrets, she’d always considered, were for those stupid enough to think tomorrow might hold less disappointment than today.

Regrets Timing is irrelevant when two people are meant for each other. It's what I once believed. But we met during a time when I was such a mess, when I still had so much to figure out. How could I have known how crucial every word, every action was or how losing you would be something I would always regret? If only you could have met me now, how different it would be. How much I have changed. How I have grown. I learned so much from all the mistakes I made with you. I just wish I had made them with someone else.

Regret is a commonality that all humans share, I myself have many. Through out my life I have made many mistakes some little and some infinite. There are those you can change and those that change you. Regardless, its all really just woulda, shoulda, coulda. We do the best we can and mistakes are only lessons in disguise. I will flow through this life like water until I reach the sea of contentment and then all will be well......

regret is mostly caused by not having done anything.

Regret is a vehicle you choose to drive or leave behind on the hard shoulder of life.

Regret isn't real. It's something invented to punish ourselves

Regrets are unacceptable, and a reversal of your decision is impossible because your desire today overpowers any future wishes.

«Regrets»... I regret how timid and meek I was back then... always telling myself that I couldn't do anything, never even daring to try. That's definitely something I regret. " (p.330)

Regrets... Regrets are bootless. A vain trick of the mind. An impotent raging against what cannot be changed anyway. A distraction from the moment.

Regrets will eat a man up. My pa told me that. Said you should always try to make your peace when you can, 'cause no man knows what the Lord has in store for us tomorrow.

Regret is the sound of the ghosts of our own making. I will live with mine until I die.

...regrets are like pennies that have fallen down the cracks of the sofa. Most times, they aren’t worth collectin

Regrets, Blacksmith, make poor currency. You can't but back with them what you most desire.

Regrets serve their purpose. You'll see.

Regrets were strange things. The women you lost, the friendships you failed to nurture when only a little effort would have made the difference; the fights you walked away from - good fights, fighting for justice, for wilderness, for peace, all because it would have been a little inconvenient at the time. Yes, regrets were, indeed, strange things. Regrets, seasoned with age were the things that denied you the peace of slumber - - that deep sleep that nourishes your soul, not the restive, disquieting sleep of the disappointed and the damned.

Regrets are particularly poignant for the old, those of us who have used up most of the chances we'll ever get and are left to make peace with our failed choices. Most things distance themselves with space and time to eventually slide off the edge of our consciousness, but not regrets. You can shove them aside, disavow them for a lifetime, but they always return. And the longer you deny them, the more they punish you when they can no longer be held at bay.

Regrets should be a lesson learned, NOT a lifetime of misery.

Regrets won't change anything. Don't Reject yourself. Just Refrain from what you did badly; repent and move on.

She could have lived every minute she'd had with him better. She should have always spoken the best words she could to him.

She concluded that to be able to live without regrets, one has to let go of life that one has planned to give space to life which has been destined.

[she felt] sorry for herself, for getting older, for being mortal, for all the music she still wanted to hear, the books she intended to read, the places she had meant to visit, the things she had promised herself she'd learn one day [...] and probably never would because time was beginning to feel like a fast express train that no longer stopped at all the stations.

Should it happen, that your partner leaves you for someone else with more money. To where later you strike it richer than the person they left you for, and the ex finds out, after losing all and regretting. It was a blessing that it ended. Though money wasn't sufficient then, mostly they were rich with your love, now suffering being broke in both.

Shit. The mind gets up to funny tricks, doesn't it? Shadows grow faces.

Sometimes it's better to show our vulnerability / pain / regrets so others don't think us impervious / unapproachable - be real / open

So many people shall regret three great things tomorrow; things they did, things they did not do and things they were yet to do!

Sometimes in life, you may take a step, only to realize the steps you missed. Sometimes in life, you may delay a step taking, only to see a step you shouldn’t have miss. Notwithstanding the results of your steps, you still ought to take steps. Life keeps moving and you can’t afford to be static! Keep on moving on!

[S]ometimes people make a mistake for so long that it starts to feel like it's not a mistake at all. And then one day, you tell yourself it's for the best.

Sometimes the blessing is in the prayer not being answered.

Some dreams never come true. It becomes nightmare that will leave you with regrets.

Some of us live in the future, Connected to hurts from our past, If tomorrow is colored by bitter regret, Then today has been painted black Some of us live in the present Connected to gifts from our past, If tomorrow is colored by purposeful thought, the today's masterpiece has been cast.

Sometimes, laughing like a lunatic can be the best solution. Or crying loudly into a pillow. But don't regret anything. Always tell yourself "I. Regret. Nothing." because really, no matter how sucky, or crappy your life gets, you really shouldn't regret it. Everything you do makes yourself up, and kid, just do the right thing every now and then, and you'll be good. We. Regret. Nothing.

Sometimes, you can hold a grudge for so long you forget why you were holding onto it. And before you know it, half a lifetime has gone by and all you’ve got is a empty fist and a lot of regret.

Stay calm and exercise restrain during your most desperate moment or you shall desperately say what when your desperation is over, you shall come to a later realization of what you shouldn’t have say and notice how silence could have been the best option to mere words!

Technically, all tattoos are temporary, even permanent ones.

Still the dream persists, suppressed but always there, that somehow by some miraculous effort of the heart what was done could be undone. What form would such atonement take that would turn back time and bring the dead to life? None. None possible, not in the real world. And yet in my imaginings I can clearly see this cleansed new creature steaming up out of myself like a proselyte rising drenched from the baptismal river amid glad cries.

Stop living your life according to arbitrary rules set by others. Stop keeping your dreams from coming to life by constantly letting excuses define your ceiling. And stop letting regrets define your present by keeping you from reaching even further into the future.

Teddy felt her in him, pressed at the base of his throat. He could see her sitting in the early July haze, in that dark orange light a city gets on summer nights just after sundown, looking up as he pulled to the curb and the kids returned to their stickball game in the middle of the street, and the laundry flapped overhead, and she watched him approach with her chin propped on the heel of her hand and the cigarette help up by her ear, and he'd brought flowers for once, and she was so simply his love, his girl, watching him approach as if she were memorizing him and his walk and those flowers and this moment, and he wanted to ask her what sound a heart made when it broke from pleasure, when just the sight of someone filled you the way food, blood, and air never could, when you felt as if you'd been born for only one moment, and this, for whatever reason, was it.

Suicide is a hasty unresolved death that slowly kills those close-by day by day.

Take it easy. Live life- one day at a time. It is only when we add the regrets of 'yesterday' and worries of the 'future' to the 'present' that we end up complicating things...

That’s the problem, of course. At least, part of the problem. In Madison, regrets are as commonplace as wishes. And there’s no such thing as do-overs.

The mind is a focusing and decision-making mechanism. We can focus on our spirit and decide to honour the voice of Truth, thus becoming free in the hands of God. Or we can focus on the world and decide to take the path of least resistance, thus becoming puppets in the hands of others. There is no other choice. Both come with a price, but the first brings life and the other brings death.

The future is now! Don't make that second pass you into regrets.

The heart fools the mind, where eyes went deaf to words, that fell on blinded ears to easy to fall in love.