Quotes About Apology

The only way we can ever teach a child to say "I'm sorry" is for him to hear it from our lips first.

These are important reforms. Infrastructure, education, health, hospitals, closing the gap with indigenous Australians. Also the Apology to the first Australians. As Prime Minister of the country I am proud of each and every one of these achievements.

The Apology opened the opportunity for a new relationship based on mutual respect and mutual responsibility between Indigenous and non-Indigenous Australia. Because without mutual respect and mutual responsibility, the truth is we can achieve very little.

Love is constantly saying you're sorry, even when you know damn well you're right.

You, offend me?" He let a soft chuckle roll. "Not likely." Then he forced an apologetic grimace. "But I figure my taking off offended you. So would you let me make it up to you? I'd like to take you to supper tonight." She looked surprised. And a little nervous. Maybe he was moving too fast. "Or tomorrow," he said, "if that suits you better." "N-no. Tonight . . . would be fine.

I love you," I whispered. I buried my head against Susan's shoulder. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you before." "Don't be sorry," she whispered back. "I know you love me. You know I love you too." • •

Miss Smith gave him a look that made him shut his mouth, except he begged her pardon first.

When he saw me, he swept off his hat and bowed. 'I should have believed you,' he said. 'I'm sorry. A grateful nation thanks you for your service.' With great ceremony, he handed me an onion.

Never make a defense or an apology until you are accused.

Varian, please. I didn't mean what I said.' 'Of course you didn't,' he said snidely. 'No one ever does. People always speak without thought. But it's amazing how much damage thoughtless words can wreak, isn't it?

I'm all used up inside, love." Two tears slid down her cheeks. "That's not how I see you at all." "Which says more about you than it does about me, darling. I'm sorry." He

How could she make amends without knowing for what? She guessed she would never know, unless he chose to talk to her. She wanted to reach out to him and try to settle the matter, but it was difficult right now with them so far apart.

Ah crap!" I instantly shooed away darkness and whatnot, so that I was solid, visible me again. "Sorry, Stevie Rae. I forgot I'd gone all Bram Stoker.

Their kiss was sad, an apology almost, a reminder of what they'd once shared.

I'm sorry I got you involved in this

What's this?" she asked as she walked into the room. "The last part of my apology and the first part of my seduction.

It is not enough to say you are sorry. You must utterly own the terrible thing you have done. You must cast no blame on the one you have injured. Rather, accept every molecule of the responsibility, even if reason and self-preservation scream against it. Then, and only then, will the words 'I am sorry' have meaning.

Your jaw drops and your mouth opens and then it closes and your eyes are wide and you are dazzled. You purr. "He says he's sorry when he's wrong and he lets me spend two hours looking at couches I don't need? Joe, are you for real?

She says nothing. You say nothing. You know you made a mistake and you are better than this, smarter than this, and I now that being a mother is the hardest job in the world--RIP Love quit too--but the Meerkat didn't need that right now and you're about to apologize--I see it in your eyes--but she throws a book at you.

He says he's sorry when he's wrong and he lets me spend two hours looking at couches I don't need? Joe, are you for real?" I beam. I am.

I must apologize for the dog," said Cross as he closed the door of his study. "My daughter has a tender heart." Hugh nodded once in acknowledgement. "An admirable trait in a woman.

My eyes meet his eyes. "You were a jerk," I say. His hands move to my cheeks. "I'm sorry." I pull away, but I can only go an inch before I bump into lacrosse sticks, not that I really want to go any farther. "Nope. No way. You do not get to kiss me yet." He pouts.

this book is almost inexcusably lengthy. For this I must apologize, with the excuse that I did not have time to make it shorter

The panel flew open and the person tumbled out in a heap in front of me, right on his face! My God: it was Joey Ramone, all six-plus feet of him! The lanky lead singer got up without a word, replaced his glasses and mumbled something unintelligible before shuffling away even as I offered ab apology to his disappearing back.