About choice, about regret

Dominique 2022-04-19 09:03:01

About choices
life cannot be repeated, so we can never judge whether our choices are the right ones.
Every choice is wrong, if you always feel: "What if I had chosen another way."
Every choice is correct, if you can accept your choice calmly.

There is a Czech proverb that probably goes: "Once, nothing."
The same is true in life. Because it's only once, any choice is indistinguishable.

About regret

So it seems, regret is inevitable.
Since regret is doomed, I don't care if there is one more, so it seems that there is no regret for not marrying all my life.
The regrets of freedom and the regrets of love, put together in a "only one" life, are equal weight and indiscriminate choices.

We're glad that Austin chose "freedom" to keep those moving stories alive. As far as Austin is concerned, she has only made a choice between two unbeatable possibilities.

But, but, why, there is a kind of regret that is deeper than others? Is there a kind of regret that makes people tangled in it and can't stop?
Because since most people make the same choice, it's not unreasonable.
So, Austin, after all, is still deeply regretful.

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Extended Reading

Miss Austen Regrets quotes

  • Fanny Austen-Knight: You like Mr. Haden!

    Jane Austen: He has very good teeth.

  • Mme. Bigeon: [late at night, both in nightgowns; strong French accent] My friend in Paris has read a wonderful new book called 'Raison and Sensibilite'

    Jane Austen: Sense and Sensibility?

    Mme. Bigeon: My friend says, whoever the woman is who wrote this book, she knows more about love than anyone else in the world

    Jane Austen: Like someone who can't cook writing a recipe book

    Mme. Bigeon: Passion is for the young. It fades so quickly.

    Jane Austen: [wistfully] Not in our dreams

    Mme. Bigeon: Comfort remains, friendship remains, if you are lucky as I was.

    Jane Austen: Happiness in marriage remains a matter of chance

    Mme. Bigeon: But the fuss we make about who to choose. And love still dies and money still vanishes. And, spinster, lover, wife, every woman has regrets. So we read about your heroines and feel young again. And in love. And full of hope. As if we can make that choice again.

    Jane Austen: And do it right this time

    Mme. Bigeon: This is the gift which God has given you.

    [Jane Austen looks up sharply]

    Mme. Bigeon: It is enough, I think.