“Self-pity can make one weep, as can onions.”
“Life is like an onion; you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.”
“Self pity was a drug. I must not become addicted. Self pity is like chocolate, as you get older, you can only afford a little bit.”
“An onion can make people cry, but there has never been a vegetable invented to make them laugh.”
“Are you sure self-pity is a luxury you can afford, Jack?”
“The one who can make full sense of love and lives within its narrow expections undresses no weeping face.”