A Quote by Pete Doherty

Mix your drinks, and it's best not to cry over spilt milk, but put it back in the bottle. — © Pete Doherty
Mix your drinks, and it's best not to cry over spilt milk, but put it back in the bottle.
Don't cry over spilt milk.
Never cry over spilt milk, because it may have been poisoned.
I don't like looking back. I'm always constantly looking forward. I'm not the one to sort of sit and cry over spilt milk. I'm too busy looking for the next cow.
... every time I got disappointed I'd remember the Roseannadanna philosophy that says that you shouldn't cry over split milk 'cause if you spill some milk and instead of cleaning it up you just walk over it and start crying, they're gonna put you on lithium.
A creature that never cries over spilt milk: a cat.
It's no good crying over spilt milk; all we can do is bail up another cow
There is no sense in crying over spilt milk. Why bewail what is done and cannot be recalled?
It's no use crying over spilt milk, because all of the forces of the universe were bent on spilling it.
After divorcing, I left South Africa to live in Toronto. They were tough years. On my own with three young children and no income. I'd cry when they spilt milk because I didn't have the money to buy any more.
I believe there were things I probably should have done differently. But I'm not going to spend a lot of time crying over spilt milk.
To the bottle! In infancy, the milk bottle; in our prime, the wine bottle; in our dotage, the pill bottle.
There is an inability to sustain the tragic mood, a phoenix quality of the mind. It may be helpful or harmful, it is just a part of the will to survive—yet, also, it has made it possible for us to engage in one weakening war after another. But it is a necessary part of our mechanism that we should be able to cry only for a time over even an ocean of spilt milk—the spectacular must soon become the commonplace if life is to be supportable.
When that ineffable compound of depression, sadness (these two are not the same), anxiety, self-hatred, sense of failure and fear for the future begins to steal over you, start telling yourself that what you have is a hangover. You are not sickening for anything, you have not suffered a minor brain lesion, you are not all that bad at your job, your family and friends are not leagued in a conspiracy of barely maintained silence about what a s**t you are, you have not come at last to see life as it really is and there is no use crying over spilt milk.
I think crying over spilt milk and being all moody and sulky is really bratty behavior. You shouldn't do it, because it's going to drag you and everyone else around you down.
You know, you only get to live life once, so there are two things that that yields. One is that there's no point in crying over spilt milk, but secondly you hate wasting time, energy, and whatever talent you've got.
You know, you only get to live life once, so there are two things that that yields. One is that there's no point in crying over spilt milk, but secondly you hate wasting time, energy, and whatever talent you've got...
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