I was recently on a tour of Latin America,and the only regret I have was that I didn't study Latin harder in school so I could converse with those people.
...regrettable as it may seem to the idealist, the experience of history provides little warrant for the belief that real progress, and the freedom that makes progress possible, lies in unification. For where unification has been able to establish unity of ideas it has usually ended in uniformity, paralysing the growth of new ideas. And where the unification has merely brought about an artificial or imposed unity, its irksomeness has led through discord to disruption.Vitality springs from diversity- which makes for real progress so long as there is mutual toleration, based on the recognition that worse may come from an attempt to suppress differences than from acceptance of them. For this reason, the kind of peace that makes progress possible is best assured by the mutual checks created by a balance of forces- alike in the sphere of internal politics and of international relations.
I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country.
A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams.
I have no regrets because I know I did my bestâall I could do.
Forget regret, or life is yours to miss.
Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable.
Regrets are idle; yet history is one long regret. Everything might have turned out so differently.
Regret is an appalling waste of energy; you can't build on it; it's only good for wallowing in.
Regret for time wasted can become a power for good in the time that remains, if we will only stop the waste and the idle, useless regretting.
On the whole we must repeat the often repeated saying, that it is unworthy a religious man to view an irreligious one either with alarm or aversion; or with any other feeling than regret, and hope, and brotherly commiseration.
Remorse is regret that one waited so long to do it.
So bright the tear in Beauty's eye, Love half regrets to kiss it dry.
Regret for time wasted can become a power for good in the time that remains, if we will only stop the waste and the idle, useless regretting.
My fond affection thou hast seen, Then judge of my regret To think more happy thou hadst been If we had never met! And has that thought been shared by thee? Ah, no! that smiling cheek Proves more unchanging love for me Than labor'd words could speak.