Quotes About Self-deprecation

Listen to a woman groping for language in which to express what is on her mind, sensing the terms of academic discourse are not her language, trying to cut down her thought to the dimensions of a discourse not intended for her (for it is not fitting that a woman speak in public) or reading her paper aloud at breakneck speed, throwing her words away, deprecating her own work by a reflexive prejudgment: I do not deserve to take up time and space.

Oh, I'm not perfect – not by a long stretch. I just make the rest of you look bad.

I made sure that instead of people making fun of me, like every comedian probably says, I made fun of myself first so they would get distracted and just laugh. I was pretty brutally picked on for a while growing up. It was always the really pretty girls, the hot girls and then there was me. So I had to do something to get any sort of attention.

The funny thing that still cracks me up is when you get a grown man coming up to you shaking asking for a picture. I'm like 'Dude, you know I'm a scrub, right?'

The topic of global warming is so heavy that sometimes the only way you can open people's eyes is by greeting them with levity and self-deprecation first.

I'm about as big a star as the Baha'i faith has got, which is pretty pathetic.

I'm certainly the last person to give advice on, well, anything.

I've had so much plastic surgery, when I die they will donate my body to Tupperware.

Sono un egocentrico farabutto, una prostituta letteraria o un manutengolo delle lettere, scegliete voi la definizione che più vi piace, sono marcio dalla punta dei piedi alla cima dei capelli. E dunque cosa potete fare per me? Che cosa dovrei fare? Perché non andate in bestia? Non ho alcun motivo di andare in bestia. Sto solo ascoltandovi mentre odiate voi stesso. È noioso, ma non ferisce la mia suscettibilità.

I am a worm in comparison with His Excellency. I am a worm.' 'Yes, that's just it, you are a worm indeed.

His smile was slow, and contained such a combination of genuine amusement, self-deprecation, and appreciation for her that for an instant every part of her felt illuminated, warmed, and too exposed.

Men love a joke - on the other fellow. But your really humorous woman loves a joke on herself.

He referred to me as an 'insufferable puffed-up prat'. This is a bit rich coming from a man who actually married his own mother.

When I was born I was so ugly the doctor slapped my mother.

I was the world's ugliest baby. I have photos of my folks leaving the hospital with sacks over their heads... I asked my mother how to turn off the electric fan. She said 'Grab the blade!

I was so ugly my mother used to feed me with a sling shot.

I probably have the crappiest tattoo -- not only in country music -- but maybe the world.

Self-deprecating humor has become my standard response to insults. When someone criticizes me, I reply that matters are even worse than he is suggesting. If, for example, someone suggests that I am lazy, I reply that it is a miracle that I get any work done at all. If someone accuses me of having a big ego, I reply that on most days it is noon before I become aware that anyone else inhabits the planet.

Music had been his undoing, he told the boy in ironic self-deprecation. His bane and his salvation. It had gotten him through tough times that would have otherwise been unbearable and it had made everything else he had gone at twice as hard.

Often, the only polite thing to do if one has accomplished something significant is to instead make fun of oneself.

Those who can't laugh at themselves leave the job to others.

My husband says it is very good that I have very tiny feet, because they're easier to get in my mouth.

Jack Del Rio and myself are very similar except he's really good looking and was a great player. Other than that, we're very similar.

I'm not going to pay good money to join a club that lets in people like me.