Elizabeth Strout Quotes

Not now.It's too late.It was always too late.

It's too late and it's too bad, don't think of me.

After a while I started to think of that as an image of something that went a lot deeper than the dead dog, which is you can't bring back anything to life.

Atheists have to live with the knowledge that there is no salvation, no redemption, no second chances. Lives can go terribly wrong in ways that can never be put right.

Now it’s too late!

As I settled down to sleep in that new bed in the dark city, I saw that it was too late now, too late for everything. I would not be given a second chance. In the hours when I woke, I have to tell you that this struck me almost with relief.

The worst thing about movie-making is that it's like life: nobody can go back to correct the mistakes.

What was lost was lost. There was no retrieving it, however you schemed, no returning to how things were, no going back.

Dead news like dead love has no phoenix in its ashes.

But what had happened, had happened, and it was no longer possible to right anything.

We're captive on the carousel of time, we can't return we can only look behind.

Very early in my life it was too late.

The past is a closed door.

I said there was but one solitary thing about the past worth remembering, and that was the fact that it is past-can't be restored.

Very early in my life it was already too late.

Things without all remedy should be without regard: what's done is done.

Perhaps nothing ud be a lesson to us if it didn't come too late. It's well we should feel as life's a reckoning we can't make twice over; there's no real making amends in this world, any more nor you can mend a wrong subtraction by doing your addition right.

He will understand when it is too late that it is easier to love.

...this is the way fate usually treats us, it's right there behind us, it has already reached out a hand to touch us on the shoulder while we're still muttering to ourselves, It's all over, that's it, who cares anyhow.

Even if we could turn back, we'd probably never end up where we started.

I never wish death on nobody, cause there ain't coming back from that.

What’s broken is broken—and I’d rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I live…I’m too old to believe in such sentimentalities as clean slates and starting all over.

Once it's too late, you appreciate what a miracle life is.

By that point, it’ll have been more than year since I met Lulu. Any sane person would say it’s too late. It already felt too late that first day, when I woke up in the hospital. But even so, I’ve kept looking. I’m still looking.