Lisa Kleypas Quotes

God forgive you, but I never can.

Tell me why you're so hard to forget. Don't remind me, I'm not over it. Tell me why, I can't seem to face the truth, I'm just a little too not over you.

I'm bad at letting go of things.

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

I decided I can't pay a person to rewind time, so I may as well get over it.

The past is over.

What's gone and what's past help should be past grief.

There was nothing about Bobby I didn't like... I guess I never understood why he took a left-hand turn when real success came. We got along better from 1990 until his death in 2003. I had accepted him for who he was.

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.

There's always that one guy that you will always go back to. Even though you date other people in between, you are always in the back of your mind hoping to run into that guy.

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

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

For the first time in a long time, he didn't think of the past. And of all the things he'd lost. He thought only of the present, and what he had. And how it was so much more than he deserved. And he prayed then that he would never, ever lose it.

We hold on to hope, and hope robs us of the present moment.

A dead man is the worst enemy alive, I thought. You can't alter his power over you. You can't alter what you love or owe. And it's too late to ask him for his absolution. He has beaten you all ways.

Don't cry over spilled milk. By this time tomorrow, it'll be free yogurt.

You have your wonderful memories," people said later, as if memories were solace. Memories are not. Memories are by definition of times past, things gone. Memories are the Westlake uniforms in the closet, the faded and cracked photographs, the invitations to the weddings of the people who are no longer married, the mass cards from the funerals of the people whose faces you no longer remember. Memories are what you no longer want to remember.

For me it's not possible to forget, and I don't understand people who, when the love is ended, can bury the other person in hatred or oblivion. For me, a man I have loved becomes a kind of brother.

Don't lose sleep over things you cannot change! Wash away guilt - it's not worth it.

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

Why was I holding on to something that would never be mine? But isn't that what people do?

I didn't cry at my father's funeral, and I felt guilty about that. Of course, he got sick not too long after he and I had had that final altercation, and I felt real guilty because of that, too. Then years later, one day, I was probably in my late twenties, early thirties, and I just broke down crying, because I finally got my father.

We all want to be forgiven. There's a lot of really, really bad people who want to be forgiven but will never be forgiven, and I might be in that camp.