Quotes About Individuality

Unquestioning obedience is for slaves, the uneducated and the pathetic.

Even when you have a talent or a passion for something you still have to learn the skills. Also, no one expects you to be anything other than yourself

But I'm not a saint yet. I'm an alcoholic. I'm a drug addict. I'm homosexual. I'm a genius.

No one has it all figured out, especially not the people who are acting like they do and judging you because of it. Pretending to be something you aren't because you're trying to please a bunch of judgmental hypocrites and shitheads is not the way to be happy. Living the life you want to live is. It really is that simple.

If people try to judge you or shame you for doing safe, consensual things that make you happy, I can guarantee you they're bad people.

FK THAT. I AM TUCKER MAX. I AM BETTER THAN ALL OF YOU.

You can be the idea dragon and I can be the WHAM BAM SHOVE A PINEAPPLE UP HIS SNOUT dragon!

You're right," she said. "All my life I have desperately wanted an ugly necklace." "Hey," Chameleon protested, as Queen Scarlet gave a shout of laughter.

As each of them voted for her, Sunny felt as though her own scales might turn pink.

I heard you weren't a SkyWing, Glory, but that doesn't bother me. SkyWings are overrated,

His sister glittered with coils of gemstones, long twisted ropes of pearls and opals and sapphires circling her torso and ankles. Indigo's only adornment was a necklace woven from dark purple seaweed, which Fathom had made for her last week. He liked it because the color matched her eyes. He liked her because

You can do and say everything exactly the same as everyone else, but if there's one thing different about you, that's all they care about." "I assume so," Peril said. "I've never actually tried acting like other dragons." "Well, it doesn't work," he said. Something was glowing in his eyes, an old, old anger. "Trust me. You still end up banished from your own home.

if she got her claws on me now, she could force me into the Hive mind." "No," Blue said passionately. "That is never, never going to happen!

Wait," Deathbringer said. "Just — remember that you're your own dragon. You don't have to do what you're told. You can at least ask questions.

Wait," Deathbringer said. "Just — remember that you're your own dragon. You don't have to do what you're told. You can at least ask questions." "So I can end up like you?" Flame snapped. "Behind bars, soon to be dumped into a pit of lava? That does sound like great advice.

No one had made fun of his odd talons in years, not since his first month in the wingery. He'd always worked hard to prove

It was NINETY-SIXTY-FIVE-NINETY PERSON ME!" Cliff objected.

I like your weird little laugh wrinkles." "I like your weird little way you mispronounce words." "I BEG your pardon. YOU'RE the one who says things all squonkily.

Hardly a NightWing at all

First place. ME. WHAT.

Blue couldn't imagine that was true. Blue cared about all of them: every dragon he'd ever spoken to and all the ones he'd never seen. There were dragons out there eating blueberries and dragons laughing at clumsy tiger cubs and dragons learning to dance and dragons crying as though their hearts would break over missing homework. He'd been all of them in some way, and he couldn't just toss them into the talons of these angry, vengeful dragons and fly off.

mean, not the crocodile. Definitely not in the reptile-throwing business, me.

I guess that's how other dragons live… never knowing how complicated everyone else is. That's what it would be like, to be normal. But if I could choose, would I want that?

It made no sense. Why would a different wing shape, or a slightly different scale color, or antennae, make one dragon superior and another dragon worth nothing?