My life has been a total waste.

My past is everything I failed to be.

I've always made a point of not wasting my life, and every time I come back here I know that all I've done is to waste my life.

I get here, and I don't know what to do with myself. I've always made a point of not wasting my life, and every time I come back here I know that all I've done is to waste my life

"I'll never be happy. I believe I'll die alone. I would want it that way. I've been a loner all my life with my secrets and my pain. I'm really lost, but I'm trying to find myself. I'm really a sad, pathetic case. My whole life has been a waste. I've been a failure. I just want to escape."

To have reached thirty," said Reginald, "is to have failed in life.

… if you knew the mess my life was in … the waste of it … the uselessness of it. I have no moral purpose, no real sense of duty to anything. It seems only a few months ago that I was twenty-one – full of hopes … all disappointed.

Life is wasted on the living.

it came to me with great force that I was wasting my life, that I was wasting it by living from day to day in a state of waiting, that I had in effect given myself up as a prisoner to this war.

A life which does not go into action is a failure.

The saddest of all tragedies - the wasted life

But I live, I live, with an absolutely continuous sense of failure. I am always defeated, always.

The first twenty years of my life were wasted...I didn't fit my environment, and I didn't know any other.

I squandered so much opportunity and support and rarely tried my best at anything. God knows I do not deserve the things I had, maybe because he knew I would be sacrificing all of it in the end, or maybe this is just the final squander. Who knows.