If you apologise once, you do it again and again and again. Like taking bricks out of the wall of your f*****g house.
Apologies are like dandelions, Mr. Amberson. They’re pretty enough, and they sprout up fast, but they don’t have much substance.
I’d like to apologize… that you are depriving some village of their idiot!
Around me, you don’t have to apologize just for existing.[to Vanya]
Stop saying sorry. For anything. That makes you nothing. Everything is somebody else’s fault from now on. Do you understand? You wanna be somebody? You wanna matter? Then you make the world wrong.
I’ve never been much of a fighter. Apologies for what you’re about to see.
Apologizing isn’t just social etiquette, it’s a hugely important human ritual that brings relationships together and helps people to move forward.
An apology doesn’t mean anything if you’re not looking the person in the eye.
Time after time, the police shoot first, and offer sloppy apologies afterwards.
Someone comes along, kills your family, ruins your life, sends you to Hell? In my book, an apology don’t beat a bullet to the brain.
People don’t want apologies. They want confessions. They want you to stand there and list all the shitty ways you’ve hurt them so they know you understand.
My husband doesn’t apologize, even to me.
