Discover the most popular and inspiring quotes and sayings on the topic of Pathetically. Share them with your friends on social media platforms like Facebook, Twitter, or your personal blogs, and let the world be inspired by their powerful messages. Here are the Top 100 Pathetically Quotes And Sayings by 98 Authors including Stephen King,Amy Reed,Hanya Yanagihara,Ted Hughes,James Joyce for you to enjoy and share.
abysmally beshitted.
And I am sick and tired of feeling pathetic.
Weak he was, how pathetic! - allowed himself to be warmed by this comment,
The gash in its throat was shocking, but not pathetic.
Too excited to be genuinely happy
There is nothing in the world more pathetic than a bunch of wilted dandelions.
Pathetic attitudes are not in keeping with greatness.
I think you can measure how pathetic your life is by how much joy you get from learning about other people's faults and troubles.
Furiously and gorgeously write your ass off.
How I feel is cheap and used, dirty and humiliated. Dirty and tricked and thrown away.
Pity's tears are spontaneous.
To cry at will is not an easy accomplishment.
I'm too amused by the way people carry on to give in to despair.
I still don't think it's pathetic to cry over someone. It just means you care about them deeply and you're sad.
There is nobody more terrible than the desperate.
Like a carpenter with two broken legs at the bottom of a beautiful staircase. Maybe I can't climb the stairs, ma'am, but at least let me admire the workmanship.
Victim fall in love with excuses
We all get humiliated at some point or another during our lives. the trick is not to let it make you resentful or defeatist.
the deepest form of humiliation isn't experienced in the eyes of others, but in the lonely desperation of oneself.
It's curious how we act in moments of personal despair.
I'm good at disguising my feelings.
I won't show weakness here, but, damn it, tears don't mean I'm frail and pathetic, only that I'm unhappy.
I glory in the emotionally commonplace
I do not love famous nightclubs. They make me feel very cheerless and abandoned. Am I applying that word correctly? Abandoned?
Only a fool is humiliated by having been weak enough to have to overcome obstacles.
Humiliation is the sport of the petty
The feeble soul merely whines and complains.
We are not always humiliated by failing at things; we are humiliated only if we first invest our pride and sense of worth in a given achievement, and then do not reach it.
Self-pity is an ignoble emotion, but we all feel it, and the orthodox critical line that it represents some kind of artistic flaw is dubious, a form of emotional correctness.
There is nothing more pathetic than people hiding their
cowardice behind seemingly noble intentions.
When you feel humiliated or things like that, you either use it as fuel to change or you get covered by it.
Warriors want a worthy opponent. There is no redress in fighting the pathetic.
It is easy to pity when once one's vanity has been tickled.
Helplessness is a mighty power.
There are few things more ungodly than fake joy when you should be mourning.
Try or cry. Choose!
Emotional fuckwittage
Pity is a form of abuse.'
I was so humiliated, hurt, spurned, offended, angry, sorry
I cannot hit upon the right name for the smart
God knows what its name was
that tears started to my eyes.
I hate it when discovering something wonderful about someone else requires me discovering something pathetic about myself.
I cling to my memories of glorious desperation.
How's the victim doing?" "Victim?
Misery makes sport to mock itself.
perceptibly with anger. "I
A poet over 30 is pathetic
There's nothing better than an elegant cry of despair.
PITIFUL, adj. The state of an enemy or opponent after an imaginary encounter with oneself.
Exactly, Watson. Pathetic and futile. But is not all life pathetic and futile? Is not his story a microcosm of the whole? We reach. We grasp. And what is left in our hands at the end? A shadow. Or worse than a shadow - misery.
I'd never realized, not until the last year or two of my life, how shaming it is to be pitied.
Your uncompromising attitude makes people feel pathetic. Your very existence reminds them just how much they've sold out,
I can't hide my feelings.
How can we lose when we're so sincere?
Look at this existence. This pathetic, fallible, wonderful body," you can say rhetorically, sarcastically, or earnestly and still achieve death. Look at me falling in love with fallible bodies. Look at me performing emotional labor
It's difficult to feel silly and depressed at the same time, but I manage.
Examining the actual contents of my crying, I found a quailing sludge emotion, with a foul insecticide taste. If it was a peanut, you would spit it out. Yet I was indulging this toxic goo, giving it its head and letting it dictate my actions. People had every good reason to despise me.
I had never seen such sorrow; it appalled me. And I was even more appalled by her attempts to overcome it, because they so plainly, pathetically failed and in failing opened up a view of the world I had only begun to suspect, where wounds did not heal, and things did not work out for the best
It pains me physically to see a woman victimized, rendered pathetic, by fashion.
I don't cry to get my way," I defended my emotional inabilities, and then began wiping away the tears. "It's just this is really hard."
"Annalisa, if I thought for one second that the tears were fake, you wouldn't sway me. But, I've never seen so many honest tears in my life.
I'm supposed to make people cry, but not by manipulating.
Oh! how heartily did she grieve over every ungracious sensation she had ever encouraged, every saucy speech she had ever directed towards him. For herself she was humbled; but she was proud of him.
I have spent more than half a lifetime trying to express the tragic moment.
It is not surprising that emotion untutored by thought results in nearly contentless blather, in which--ironically enough--genuine emotion cannot be adequately expressed.
Tears of forlornness and self-pity welled out of his eyes.
Humiliation, by the way, is a truly terrible emotion. It's at the bottom of the pile.
She grieves sincerely who grieves unseen.
Vulnerable, messed-up, inadequate
iconoclastically.
All pity is self-pity.
I'm offended by things and take pathetic little stands against them.
Is the most pitiful word in history, and it's a lame excuse,
I know now that some people feel unhappiness the way others love: privately, insanely, and without recourse
There was something pathetic about the rejected wife bravely pulling herself together, joining a tennis club, doing a photography course, cutting her hair, venturing timidly back out onto the single scene.
Drawing up my knees, I fold in on myself. I want to make myself as small as possible. Perhaps this nonsensical pain will be smaller the smaller I am. Placing my head on my knees, I let the irrational tears fall unrestrained. I am crying over the loss of something I never had. How ridiculous.
What might once have been called whining is now exalted as a process of asserting selfhood; self-absorption is regarded as a form of self-expression ...
Wow, I say, politely, but I don't feel it. I'm like a sociopath when it comes to expensive cars. I feel no emotion.
Many of those who are humiliated are not humble. Some react to humiliation with anger, others with patience, and others with freedom. The first are culpable, the next harmless, the last just.
This is so pathetic it's adorable. I may have to hug you.
Desperation can make a person do surprising things.
Pity is always twinged with disgust.
The answer to helplessness is not so very complicated,
Here have been many times in my life when I have felt helpless. It is perhaps the most acute pain a person can know, founded in frustration and ventless rage.
Yeah, it's real easy to look in the mirror and be proud when you're wearing pleated shorts. And you know what's really pathetic? I don't even have any dividends to get tax-decreased. When'll they cut taxes on not-having-health-insurancends?
Tears come to your eyes, and you feel such a rush of tenderness and pity that you stop beside a lamppost and hang on for support.
By crying on my bed, drinking quite a lot and feeling tempted by drugs. Well, just not reading it to be perfectly honest with you. I know it's a bit of a copout.
Tranq'd by your own gun,"Lev says."How pathetic.
Weep for what little things could make them glad.
I don't do it on purpose."
"Really?" He didn't believe me.
"No. I don't." I held his granite gaze. "I don't like it when they cry. It's why I schedule these first dates for so late in the evening.
Unhappy, but not unhappy enough.
It's very simple, I just tell my sad story, and people weep.
Pity is cruel. Pity destroys.
The only things more pathetic than a moron are the ones who follow him. She
We are seldom sorry for those who need and crave our pity - we reserve this for those who, by other means, make us exercise the abstract function of pity.
The design industry is really pathetic.
Get out there in the wide world and see for yourself. Find out if you're pathetic, or if it's what people told you to be and you started to believe it.
I collapsed on to the ground and broke down in tears. Screw you. Go to hell, you fuckers. I wish I had a greater vocabulary to fully express the extent of my pain and hatred. But I don't. I'm just pathetic. That's all I am.
She doesn't think that the mean people she knows are the most passionate; they just want to laugh at everything. But then she remembers that she laughed when a boy in class played a joke on an ugly girl and made her cry.
When life gives you lemons, you don't make lemonade. That's for pantywaisters. No. You pucker up, suck them dry, then throw the used rinds back in life's face with a giant fuck-you and a gesture for more.
Complaint is. more contemptible than pitiful.
Self-pity in its early stage is as snug as a feather mattress. Only when it hardens does it become uncomfortable. Curly
Is "defeatedly" a real word? As in, "She sighed defeatedly as spell-check implied that 'defeatedly' isn't a real word." Fuck it. It's going in the book, and I'm a pretty sure that makes it a real word. Me and Shakespeare. Making shit up as we go along.