Self-pity dries up our sympathy for others.
Once discover comfort, and there is no turning back.
Children would die of terror if they knew the folly and ignorance of their caretakers.
The villain may be good looking, but his smile is never quite right.
After I have said what is required by my vanity and my morality, I may find a moment for Truth.
The psychiatrist's office: the only place I can be sure my story will be treated as sad, but interesting.