“I should be sorry if I only entertained them, I wish to make them better.”

“I'm not sorry for nothin' I've done
I'm glad I fought—I only wish we'd won”

“I cannot make my days longer, so I strive to make them better.”

“I do not understand these men who tell me that the prospect of the yonder side of death has never tormented them, that the thought of their own annihilation never disquiets them. For my part I do not wish to make peace between my heart and my head, between my faith and my reason — I wish rather that there should be war between them.”

“I wish- I wish I could dry these tears, I wish I could make this better for you. But I don't know how.”

“To those human beings who are of any concern to me I wish suffering, desolation, sickness, ill-treatment, indignities — I wish that they should not remain unfamiliar with profound self-contempt, the torture of self-mistrust, the wretchedness of the vanquished: I have no pity for them, because I wish them the only thing that can prove today whether one is worth anything or not — that one endures.”

“I have no need of your God-damned sympathy. I only wish to be entertained by some of your grosser reminiscences.”

“I had a desire to see something besides my own shores, if only to be content to return to them someday. If I wish to live in my native land and love her, it should not be out of ignorance.”

“I'd hate to be a man. I feel sorry for them, being so career driven. In the music industry there's so many of them, whereas as a woman you can make waves.”

“I am so sorry. I wish you knew even one tenth of one percent of how sorry I am…. It was my fault. Can I kill myself here, or should I do it outside, so the mess on your carpet doesn't upset your mother?”