I used to have a real problem with self-pity. Every time the devil would throw a pity party, I would attend.

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

Still, given time I think he'd have turned things around here. It's just a pity he never stayed a bit longer.

If someone decides they're not going to be happy, it's not your problem. You don't have to spend your time and energy trying to cheer up someone who has already decided to stay in a bad mood. Believe it or not, you can actually hurt people by playing into their self-pity.

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.