QUOTE : <i>Sorry.</i><br /><br /><i>Sorry</i> means you feel the pulse of other people's pain as well as your own, and saying it means you take a share of it. And so it binds us together, makes us trodden and sodden as one another. <i>Sorry</i> is a lot of things. It's a hole refilled. A debt repaid. <i>Sorry</i> is the wake of misdeed. It's the crippling ripple of consequence. <i>Sorry</i> is sadness, just as knowing is sadness. <i>Sorry</i> is sometimes self-pity. But <i>Sorry</i>, really, is not about you. It's theirs to take or leave.<br /><br /><i>Sorry</i> means you leave yourself open, to embrace or to ridicule or to revenge. <i>Sorry</i> is a question that begs forgiveness, because the metronome of a good heart won't settle until things are set right and true. <i>Sorry</i> doesn't take things back, but it pushes things forward. It bridges the gap. <i>Sorry</i> is a sacrament. It's an offering. A gift.