Self-pity, for the weak man, is self-denouncement or self-negation, but for the strong, it is the knowledge of the "edges"--the boundaries, the limitations. At the same time a strong man will also be aware of the opposite--the limitlessness of man. Furthermore, only he / she who is aware of the edges knows how vast is the space contained by the edges. This is very similar to my other favourite thoughts: "only he / she who is aware of the meaninglessness of life knows its meaning," or "only he / she who understands hate knows what is love." Am I talking about the opposites here? No, I am just saying there are no opposites--there are only duals.
Thinking about it, I am reminded of a few lines I read a few years back:
"What a piece of work is man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals! --and yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me--nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so."
--William Shakespeare
After all, quoting a man with rich words is much better than writing it down in my poor ones.
--Sandeep Palakkal