If you miss your chance, he won't miss his.

Perhaps you've overlooked something for yourself.

You know, now that it's all over, I can see my mistake, clearly.

Your own fault.

I shall go to the party alone. I have no intention of missing it.

Well, it's your own fault.

The dirt you made for yourselves!

That's your own fault.

Well, it's my own damn fault.

You're not so bad, yourself.

He admitted his mistakes.

You got it wrong. I came on my own.

If not, she wouldn't have married that poor blind man. Here you are.

Yet you ignore your own faults.

She acknowledged having made a mistake.

Don't you think you've done something wrong?

I have the notion that you've never admitted a mistake in your life... even to yourself.

No one lies to admit she is wrong.

What you got against him, he's paying for his fun? How much?

Carroll's doing well himself.

I know now I made a mistake.

What's wrong with me seeing my son?

Then II knew that I'd made a terrible mistake.

Yes, well... I've worked out a few statistics of my own.

I could recite the catalog of mistakes that I've made, things that I have done to you, myself.

Yeah, I'm a million mile flyer.

That's right. Adapt yourself.

And we try to convince ourselves we really try to convince ourselves they're wrong.

Looks like he fell off the roof, or maybe he was pushed.

In all probability he had his reasons.

That's a fancy way of trying to frame somebody, getting yourself knocked off.

Because it's so hard to admit our own fallibility.

He made a mistake, so let him go about his business.

The ability to hold something we've done or failed to do up against who we want to be is incredibly adaptive.

We walked into Walter Reed and I could not have been more wrong.

I'm not sure myself what it means but it sounds good anyway.

Maybe the wrong one, but I'll never forgive myself if....

Today?

Have you ever sent yourself a postcard?

Of course, I've suggested it myself.

One tries to see that one's mistakes usually are.

We've all made a mistake, myself included, by focusing down, by being a reductionist.

We've become addicted to their certainty, their assuredness, their definitiveness, and in the process, we have ceded our responsibility, substituting our intellect and our intelligence for their supposed words of wisdom.

We can do things like tie our shoelaces and cross the street by ourselves.

When you didn't come by last night... I got to thinking and decided I'd been wrong.