Maybe you simply criticized someone you hardly knew. You ruined part of their life. For them, part of your life, too.
Excitable boy, they all said, he killed and raped her and brought her home.
Regrets are so far from reality.
We buy books because we believe we're buying the time to read them.
But I can't say that I didn't like John Hammond's performances often better than the originals.
I'd like to go back to Paris someday and visit the Lourve museum, get a good running start, and hurl myself at the wall.