Self Pity

Just finished watching the movie G.I. Jane by Ridley Scott. The movie is a good watch but just not too good. Anyways, there's this poem by D.H. Lawrence which comes up in the movie more than once which is gonna stay on my wall for quite some time.

I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.

PS: Talking of movies, saw this movie "The boy in striped pyjamas" yesterday. Do yourself a favour and watch the movie.