Quotes About Individuality

You talk as if—a person is a person. A man is what he is. He can't be anything else. You can't change that.' 'Well then, I think that's the real difference between us. Because I believe you can change it.' 'Then I don't follow you. And I don't want to. Bad enough to cope with what one is, instead of complicating things even more.

They have not yet evolved into an understanding of their individual selves as merely parts of a whole, first of all humanity, their own species, let alone achieving a conscious knowledge of humanity as part of Nature; plants, animals, birds, insects reptiles, and all these together making a small chord in the Cosmic Harmony

On nous définit encore, même les gens les plus évolués, en fonctions de nos relations avec les hommes.

I do think that only a very rigid and conforming society could have produced the ideas of an eccentric in the first place.

He looked like his father. That is to say he was a closely-welded, round youth, dark, like his father, with not a trace of Molly's dash and vivacity. But unlike Richard, whose tenacious obstinacy was open, smouldering in his dark eyes and displayed in every impatient efficient movement, Tommy had a look of being buttoned in, a prisoner of his own nature. He

Younger woman says, "I'm not going to be like my mother. You're maniacs. You're mad." "Yes," [older woman responds] "I know it. And so you won't be. The best of luck to you. And what are you going to be instead?

I'm not going to be like my mother. You're maniacs. You're mad. "Yes," said Kate. "I know it. And so you won't be. The best of luck to you. And what are you going to be instead?

Why do I always have this awful need to make other people see things as I do? It's childish, why should they? What it amounts to is that I'm scared of being alone in what I feel.

There are no laws for the novel. There never have been, nor can there ever be.

If you choose to make an nonentity of yourself, do, but don't stick that label on me.

Mrs. Pearson said dryly: "I can't see me cluttering myself up with kids if I didn't have to. You wouldn't catch me marrying and getting kids if I had my chance over again, but it takes all sorts to make a world.

If a person can be invaded by a personality who isn't theirs, why can't people - I mean people in the mass be invaded by alien personalities.

I've got a man might do. No good for me, doesn't care for a flutter, and doesn't like Art either. But he has Proust in his overcoat pocket. Come to think of it, I suppose he reads it for the dirt, so no good for you, cancel what I said.

The truth was, she was becoming more and more uncomfortably conscious not only that the things she said, and a good many of the things she thought, had been taken down off a rack and put on, but that what she really felt was something else again.

If you choose to make a nonentity of yourself, do, but don't stick that label on me.

Our old friend maturity again! Well, I'm not going to be bullied by that one.

Women lose their lives not knowing they can do something different. Men eat themselves up believing they have to be the thing they have been made. Children go crazy. Really, even children go crazy, believing the shape of the life they must live is as small and mean and broken as they are told.

I am the woman who lost herself but now is found, the lesbian, outside the law of the church and man, the one who has to love herself or die. If you are not as strong as I am, what will be make together? I am all muscle and wounded desire, and I need to know how strong we both can be.

It is so hard to be a girl and want what you have never had. To be a child and want what you cannot imagine. To look at women and think, Nobody else, nobody else has ever wanted to do what I want to do. Hard to be innocent, believing yourself evil. Hard to think no one else in the history of the world wants to do this. Hard to find out that they do, but not with you. Or not in quite the way you want them to do it.

Anything." I loved the way she said that. Granny's "Christian women" came out like new spit on a dusty morning, pure and precious and deeply satisfying.

What I have tried to do in my own life is refuse the language and categories that would reduce me to less than my whole complicated experience

Dixon Steele: You know, when you first walked into the police station, I said to myself, "There she is — the one that's different. She's not coy or cute or corny. She's a good guy — I'm glad she's on my side. She speaks her mind and she knows what she wants." Laurel Gray: Thank you, sir. But let me add: I also know what I don't want — and I don't want to be rushed.

You've got one hero too many already. Stand on your own feet, Brother. It's good for the soul.

It was of no importance. Birth did not matter; heredity was merely a hurdle; one was what one made of oneself; that and no other.