Denise Austin Quotes

If I could undo what's been done, But I guess everyone is living, With water and bridges.

Forgive me now - tomorrow I may no longer feel guilty.

I am sorry," I whispered. "I am sorry for all of the ways that I failed you. I am sorry that I was not there to save you, or to die alongside you. I am sorry that I have kept you with me for so long, trapped in my heart, bound in sorrow and remorse. I forgive you too. I forgive you for leaving me, and I forgive you for returning. I forgive you your anger, and your grief. Let this be an end to it.

What have I to forgive and whom?

Guilt lies in the past, worry lies in the future.

We say of some things that they can't be forgiven, or that we will never forgive ourselves. But we do-we do it all the time.

Obligations, hatreds, injuries; what did I expect my memories to be? I was forgetting remorse. Now I have a complete past.

I try not to regret too much. I find that feeling guilty takes up so much of my time already.

I mean, there's no point in sittin' around and cryin' about spilt milk. Gotta move on.

I don't think I understand the concept of regret. Because if I regret anything, that would mean, like, I hate myself.

If you haven't forgiven yourself something, how can you forgive others.

Regret should be handled swiftly, and you shouldn't hold onto it. People spend their entire lives regretting what they didn't do and what they should've done. Hey, man, you did what you did.

Accept what you did do, and live with it.

I can't take it back. I can't take anything back. So I don't regret it.

When you lose, you keep thinking, 'I could have done things differently,' but at that moment, you can't do anything, so it is important to let go.

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.

It happened. It was awful. You aren't perfect. That's all there is. Don't confuse your grief with guilt.

What was the point of being able to forgive, when deep down, you both had to admit you'd never forget?

Remember when i slept with my head in a puddle at your feet? It was humility, or atonement. later your ankle was a pillow and finally you pulled me up and in my sleep i placed your hand above my heart, like i forgot i didn't live there anymore

It took me far too long to realize that lost years and relationships cannot be recovered. That damage done to oneself and others cannot always be put right again.

It's too late to apologize for. I have already forgiven you.

In the photograph by my bed my mother is perpetually smiling on me. I guess I have forgiven us both, although sometimes in the night my dreams will take me back to the sadness, and I have to wake up and forgive us again.

Sometimes you just have to regret things and move on.

Forgiveness is giving up the hope that the past could have been any different.