Molly Shannon Quotes

I missed out on everything. Sometimes on the street I see teenagers hanging out and going to the movies, going to concerts, and I get so jealous.

I remember having crushes and longings, but there were all these missed opportunities or things that seemed like such a big deal, but you really don't understand what the other person is going through.

It's funny how you never think about the women you've had. It's always the ones who get away that you can't forget.

I fantasize about going back to high school with the knowledge I have now. I would shine. I would have a good time, I would have a girlfriend. I think that's where a lot of my pain comes from. I think I never had any teenage years to go back to.

It doesn't make me happy to go back and talk about how great high school was.

I would be lying if I said if I didn't miss out on what normal teenagers do, of course. But I don't need pity for that.

I've missed out on a lot of things, going out with friends.

I'm one of the few people I've ever met who is blessed enough to be able to love the one who got away.

I didn't go to my prom. I didn't go to my homecoming.

I feel like I missed out on the regular high school social life, but that's the way I chose to be.

The room fell quiet. And as I read down the list of over one hundred and fifty eight-grade boys, I realized that to me, there had only ever been one boy.

..all I left with was the magnitude of my mistake, of my missing you. And I have to watch you from this distance, watch you achieve your dreams, live what seemed like this perfect life.

In another life, I would be your girl, we keep all our promises, the us against the world, In another life, I would make you stay, So I don't have to say you were the one that got away the one that got away

Everything I loved became everything I've lost.

The true paradises are the paradises that we have lost.

You're only young once, they say, but doesn't it go on for a long time? More years than you can bear.

I wandered through the streets thinking of all the things I might have said and might have done had I been other than I was.

Half the night I waste in sighs, Half in dreams I sorrow after The delight of early skies; In a wakeful dose I sorrow For the hand, the lips, the eyes, For the meeting of the morrow, The delight of happy laughter, The delight of low replies.

...You can go your whole life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish you had back.

Baby, high school's over. High school's never over.

In this moment she felt that she had been robbed of an enormous number of valuable things, whether material or intangible: things lost or broken by her own fault, things she had forgotten and left in houses when she moved: books borrowed from her and not returned, journeys she had planned and had not made, words she had waited to hear spoken to her and had not heard, and the words she meant to answer with. . . .

Little things I should have said and done I just never took the time You were always on my mind

If I would have been in a different world Like I frequently am when I see you Oh I might have missed All the ways you try to give If only you knew what you do to me Sometimes I think about eternity If it would have been another time I wonder what you would of had in mind

This is what I miss, Cordelia: not something that’s gone, but something that will never happen. Two old women giggling over their tea.