Apology is a lovely perfume; it can transform the clumsiest moment into a gracious gift.
Every minute you are thinking of evil, you might have been thinking of good instead. Refuse to pander to a morbid interest in your own misdeeds. Pick yourself up, be sorry, shake yourself, and go on again.
Except for the young or very happy, I can't say I am sorry for anyone who dies.
Feeling sorry for yourself, and you present condition, is not only a waste of energy but the worst habit you could possibly have.
For every minute you are angry, you lose sixty seconds of happiness.
Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the future.
Grab a chance and you won't be sorry for a might have been.
