Quotes About Individuality

My beauty comes from having my own style, living my own way and knowing my own mind.

Nipples are a fact of life. We all have them.

Cannon, whose given name was Floyd Gruber, wore an elaborately embroidered Japanese silk kimono over his three-hundred-pound girth, and his crude oil black hair was tied into a tight man bun.

Labels don't mean anything to me. I'm trying to play as passionately as I'm able to. If they want to call that cool, that's fine. Just spell the name right, is the formula.

The worst vulgarity is to avoid vulgarity solely on the grounds that it is vulgar.

How can U say one style is better than another. You ought to be able to be an Abstract Expressionist next week, or a Pop artist, or a realist, without feeling you"ve given up something. ... I think that would be so great, to be able to change styles. And I think that's what's going to happen, that's going to be the whole new scene. - Andy Warhol, 1963

Ed Friedman: [talking about Patti Smith] One time she told me, "Allen Ginsberg thought I was a cute boy and he tried to pick me up, so I said, "LOOK AT THE TITS, ALLEN! NOTICE THE TITS!

The cities were sucking all the life of the country into themselves and destroying it. Men were no longer individuals but units in a vast machine, all cut to one pattern, with the same tastes and ideas, the same mass-produced education that did not educate but only pasted a veneer of catchwords over ignorance. Why do you want to bring that back?

The cities were sucking all the life of the country into themselves and destroying it. Men were no longer individuals, but units in a vast machine, all cut to one pattern, with the same tastes and ideas, the same mass-produced education that did not educate but only pasted a veneer of catchwords over ignorance.

I'm a grown woman and sometimes, I might be a little fat, you know? Am I alone there? Not really.

I haven't ever really relied on relationships with guys. They come around and it's cool, but it's never been a big thing. I guess I've just been really distracted by work.

Sometimes people think they know you. They know a few facts about you, and they piece you together in a way that makes sense to them. And if you don't know yourself very well, you might even believe that they are right. But the truth is, that isn't you. That isn't you at all.

I've never had plastic surgery. I still have my own real breasts. I know, because when I lay on my back they roll underneath my arms, and I look like a hammerhead shark.

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There are many, many types of books in the world, which makes good sense, because there are many, many types of people, and everybody wants to read something different.

It is very frustrating not to be understood in this world. If you say one thing and keep being told that you mean something else, it can make you want to scream. But somewhere in the world there is a place for all of us, whether you are an electric form of decoration, peppermint-scented sweet, a source of timber, or a potato pancake.

You're just jealous of me because I'm a tap-dancing ballerina fairy princess veterinarian!

It is remarkable that different people will have different thoughts when they look at the same thing.

Hay muchos, muchos tipos de libros en el mundo, lo cual tiene sentido porque hay muchas, muchas clases de personas y todas quieren leer algo diferente.

there's nothing wrong with occasionally staring out the window and thinking nonsense, as long as the nonsense is yours.

Everyone tells you it's all right to cry, but not enough people say it's all right if you don't want people to know.

What should we call him?" Klaus asked. "You should call him Dr. Montgomery," Mr. Poe replied, "unless he tells you to call him Montgomery. Both his first and last names are Montgomery, so it doesn't make much difference." "His name is Montgomery Montgomery?" Klaus said, smiling. "Yes, and I'm sure he's very sensitive about that, so don't ridicule him," Mr. Poe said, coughing again into his handkerchief.

I will love you as a cufflink loves to drop from its shirt and explore the party for itself.

Like many people who dress in black, the lump of coal was interested in becoming an artist.