Ella Wheeler Wilcox Quotes

Regrets are so far from reality.

Everything I loved became everything I've lost.

... sooner or later she had to give up the hope for a better past.

Were it not better to forget than to remember and regret?

I no longer want reminders of what was, what got broken, what got lost, what got wasted.

Your past is something you cannot change. You can't live it; it's dead.

The dream is short, repentance long.

I was right when I said I'd never look back. It hurts too much, it drags at your heart till you can't ever do anything else except look back.

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 was a long and gloomy night that gathered on me, haunted by the ghosts of many hopes, of many dear remembrances, many errors, many unavailing sorrows and regrets.

Memory is the sense of loss, and loss pulls us after it.

No need to be sentimental to mourn the loss of Paradise.

Look not mournfully into the past. It comes not back again.

I drug your ghost across the country, and we plotted out my death. Every city and memory we whispered "Here is where you rest." Well I was determined in Chicago but I dug my teeth into my knees And I settled for a telephone, sang into your machine: "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.

Say goodbye to yesterday...those are the words I'll never say.

Oh, seek, my love, your newer way; I'll not be left in sorrow. So long as I have yesterday, Go take your damned tomorrow!

Our suffering is caused by holding on to how things might have been, should have been, could have been.

The most painful thing to experience is not defeat but regret

Holding onto something that's gone only makes a sickness inside.

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.

One cannot too soon forget his errors and misdemeanors for to dwell long upon them is to add to the offense, and repentance and sorrow can only be displaced by somewhat better, and which is as free and original as if they had not been.

What good is regret? It brings back nothing. What we have lost is irretrievable.

For years I have been mourning and not for my dead, it is for this boy for whatever corner in my heart died when his childhood slid out of my arms.