Self-Deprivation Quotes

When Man evolved Pity, he did a queer thing - deprived himself of the power of living life as it is without wishing it to become something different.

Nobody will ever deprive the American people of the right to vote except the American people themselves and the only way they could do this is by not voting.

And what shall he suffer who slays him who of all men, as they say, is his own best friend? I mean the suicide, who deprives himself by violence of his appointed share of life. Not because the law of the state requires him. Nor yet under the compulsion of some painful and inevitable misfortune which has come upon him. Nor because he has had to suffer from irremediable and intolerable shame, but who from sloth or want of manliness imposes upon himself an unjust penalty.

What we love that we have, but by desire we bereave ourselves of the love.

The spendthrift robs his heirs the miser robs himself.

Every time I deny myself I commit a kind of suicide.

We must not be timid from a fear of committing faults: the greatest fault of all is to deprive oneself of experience.

I am sorry for men who do not read the Bible every day. I wonder why they deprive themselves of the strength and pleasure.

The miser, poor fool, not only starves his body, but also his own soul.

I cannot live a life where I'm deprived. I'd much rather be five, 10 pounds heavier. With my luck, I'll get myself to that perfect goal weight, and I'll get hit by a bus. Then I'll be like... looking at myself from some afterlife going, 'You idiot. You could have had that agnolotti, dummy.'

Only by becoming poor ourselves, by stripping away our complacency, will we be able to identify with the least of our brothers and sisters.

I will not eat cakes or cookies or food. I will be thin, thin, pure. I will be pure and empty. Weight dropping off. Ninety-nine... ninety-five... ninety-two... ninety. Just one more to eighty-nine. Where does it go? Where in the universe does it go?

She examined me, she looked at me critically and said, "Why are you trying to starve yourself?" To keep myself from feeling love, from feeling lust, from feeling anything at all.

What hurts the soul? To live without tasting the water of its own essence.

In her presence, I was reminded again of why I was an anoretic: fear. Of my needs, for food, for sleep, for touch, for simple conversation, for human contact, for love. I was an anoretic because I was afraid of being human. Implicit in human contact is the exposure of the self, the interaction of the selves. The self I'd had, once upon a time, was too much. Now there was no self at all. I was a blank.

When you give to others to the degree that you sacrifice yourself, you make the other person a thief.

If you think that starving yourself all day is going to make you happy, you're a fool, because not only are you physically drained, you're mentally drained, with nothing left to give to your work or your lover or whoever it is you so want to be beautiful for.

I used to fill my stomach with water because I didn't have money to pay for food.

The miser robs himself.

The anoretic operates under the astounding illusion that she can escape the flesh, and, by association, the realm of emotions.

When you go further and further into starvation you chose yourself, your mind becomes totally obsessed with not eating. It's like a religion where everything is sinful, and there is a heaven at the end where you are thin and don't need energy anymore.

I have not only labored solely for the benefit of others (receiving for myself a miserable pittance), but have been forced to model my thoughts at the will of men whose imbecility was evident to all but themselves

The miser deprives himself of his treasure because of his desire for it.

The covetous man heaps up riches, not to enjoy them, but to have them; and starves himself in the midst of plenty, and most unnaturally cheats and robs himself of that which is his own; and makes a hard shift, to be as poor and miserable with a great estate, as any man can be without it.

I'm active, but I just don't like being hungry or feeling like I've deprived myself. I want to enjoy life.