I learn from my mistakes. It’s a very painful way to learn, but without pain, the old saying is, there’s no gain.
I've been imitated so well I've heard people copy my mistakes.
Leaping away from my mistakes has propelled me forward. It has great force behind it. It makes for great storytelling.
My life, my choices, my mistakes, my lessons- NOT YOUR BUSINESS.
I make mistakes like the next man. In fact, being--forgive me--rather cleverer than most men, my mistakes tend to be correspondingly huger.
I've learned so much from my mistakes... I'm thinking of making some more.
It doesn't matter if I don't succeed in something, what matters is that I learn from my mistakes.
People don't need to know what Albert Belle is thinking. I've learned from my mistakes in the past, and that's what's made me a better person.
I'm growing up and continuing to learn from my mistakes and trying not to make the same ones over and over again, but am I going to live in a shell, or am I just going to hide from everybody and not do anything? I don't think that's the way I should live my life, and I'm not going to do it.
Mistakes are almost always of a sacred nature, understand them thoroughly.
My mistake was assuming that when I got to college, people would not be such assholes.
I'm not better than the next trader, just quicker at admitting my mistakes and moving on to the next opportunity.
There's always room for improvement. I incorporate the lessons I learned from my mistakes and move forward.
I learned from my mistakes, I was able to accept the things that were my fault and to be able to grow from that. You have to be able to see growth from your experiences and I've done that.
I made all my mistakes playing with people.
My mistakes are no worse than yours.
I needed my mistakes in their order to get me here
I don't like audiences, I prefer my mistakes in private.
You can learn a lot from my mistakes more than my success.
I have a confession to make. Yesterday, I was responsible for the deaths of millions of Britons. What happened is that MI5 asked me to trail Mehan Asnik, a suspected terrorist, through the streets of London. He had escaped from our security services while infected with a plague virus. Tracking him on CCTV, I swear I had him but then, in the rush-hour bustle, lost him. When the secure mobile rang, it was Harry Pearce at Thames House, chewing me out for the slaughter that had been caused by my mistake.
My mistake was in underestimating the emotional force of a song you have already hear a thousand times.
I felt that I ostracized myself by my behavior, by the past, by living with all the regrets of my mistakes, that I sort of wore a hair shirt and beat myself up most of the day thinking and regretting why did I make such a mistake? Why have I made so many mistakes?
Mmm. O positive, my favorite.” “Is it? I thought it was a cabernet sauvignon.” “So it is,” said Adrian, straight-faced. “My mistake.
There were a million What Ifs that could have stopped the whole thing. A million things I wished I'd done differently. But in the end, I was left with what actually happened. With my mistakes and his.
Learn from the mistakes of others. You can't make them all yourself.
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