Quotes About Self-pity

My perception of my life crashed from high tragedy to juvenile self-pity in a matter of moments.

You are different, Bee. It will make some parts of your life very difficult. But if you always fall back on your differences to explain everything you dislike about the world, you will fall into self-pity.

Nothing is quite so destructive as pity, especially self-pity.

You are different, Bee. It will make some parts of your life very difficult. But if you always fall back on your differences to explain everything you dislike about the world, you will fall into self-pity." p. 293 Fitz to Bee

In a softer voice, I added, "And self-pitying tales of woe always bore me

That is the challenge Companion. To take what has happened to you and learn from it. Nothing is quite so destructive as pity, especially self-pity. No event in life is so terrible that one cannot rise above it.

Nobody likes me," he concluded at the tail end of a ten-minute pity fest. "Can't imagine why," Quinn murmured. I turned my snort of laughter into a fake cough, which was an embarrassingly feeble attempt at subterfuge when you consider the fact that I didn't have any lungs.

If we have a relationship with Jesus Christ and believe the Bible to be the Word of God, then we have no room for wallowing in the swamp of self-pity.

Was it all self-pity, loneliness, or low spirits? Or was it the waking up of a sentiment which had bided its time as patiently as its inspirer? Who shall say?

At one point, Bill suggested that if John didn't find work he might have to return to the country; the thought of such dependence upon his father made "a cold chill" run down his spine, Rockefeller later said.27 Because he approached his job hunt devoid of any doubt or self-pity, he could stare down all discouragement. "I was working every day at my business—the business of looking for work. I put in my full time at this every day.

It seemed that shopping could provide consolation if one was unhappy; a buzz of excitement if one was bored; self-indulgence if one had been rejected. Extravagant and frivolous maybe, but better surely than self-pity, turning for comfort to casual lovers, or taking to the bottle.

There's no good in moping girl, there's work to be done... Have you forgotten, nobody likes a person who feels sorry for herself.

Feeling sorry for yourself, and your present condition, is not only a waste of energy but the worst habit you could possibly have.

I am bored with these frantic cravings, tired of them and therefore myself, and contemptuous though tolerant of all my vast powers of self-pity and self-expressive misery.

It's a sad fact, but pain only makes you sorry for yourself.

He had sworn a thousand times to kill her, but Cosca had broken all manner of oaths in his life, and the sight of her brought no rage. Instead what welled up in him was a mixture of worn-out self-pity, sappy joy and, most of all, piercing shame at seeing in her face how far he had fallen. He felt the ache in his nose, behind his cheeks, tears welling in his stinging eyes. For once he was grateful that they were red as wounds at the best of times. If he wept, no once could tell the difference.

We don't get much time, and time feeling sorry for yourself is time wasted.

Eider frowned. Something for her to think about, perhaps? "I would have thought your pain would give you empathy." "Empathy? What's that?" Glokta winced as he rubbed at his aching leg. "It's a sad fact, but pain only makes you sorry for yourself.

Self-pity wrapped itself around him like a damp, familiar cloak.

That coat of discouragement doesn't look good on you. That coat of self-pity is out of style. That coat of bitterness over who left you and what you didn't get doesn't fit you anymore.

Shake off the self-pity. Don't make excuses. Don't blame the past. Don't blame your parents. Don't blame your circumstances. They may be the reason you are where you are, but that doesn't give you the right to stay there.

Self-pity is essentially humorless, devoid of that lightness of touch which gives understanding of life.

The feeling it gave me was an odd combination of weightless self-pity and excitement. I understood my life was meaningless, and this knowledge freed me up to accomplish absolutely anything.

He is right. I do want people to feel sorry for me. I do. And then I don't. I do. And then I don't.