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.
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.
Apologizing isn’t just social etiquette, it’s a hugely important human ritual that brings relationships together and helps people to move forward.
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.