Self-pity is never useful. It tends to distort like a fun-house mirror.

I've never understood pity and self-pity as an emotion.

When I grew up, you needed to have straight hair. It's symbolic of needing to be like everyone else, needing to look like everyone else. And what that meant was looking like the dominant ruling class in America.

Self-pity is an emotion that is reserved for quitters.

I loved her tremendously. It didn't seem fair, ... Instead of wallowing in self-pity, I decided to run away.

Self-pity in its early stages is as snug as a feather mattress. Only when it hardens does it become uncomfortable.