An apology is the superglue of life. It can repair just about anything.
Mostly I am sorry for the way I thought of other people. Like a good general, I had treated everyone who wasn't with me as against me.
I was very sorry when I found out that your intentions were good and not what I supposed they were.
Being sorry is the highest act of selfishness, seeing value only after discarding it.
Severe truth is expressed with some bitterness.
I am sorry I could not see my father.
I am sorry I didn’t tell you the truth before. I was hoping I wouldn’t have to. You kept asking about Romeo and what he was really like. I was hoping that”—he smiled wistfully—“you would recognize me.
Public opinion, I am sorry to say, will bear a great deal of nonsense. There is scarcely any absurdity so gross, whether in religion, politics, science or manners, which it will not bear.
True sorrow is as rare as true love.
But sorry is the Kool-Aid of human emotions. [...] True sorrow is as rare as true love.