Quotes About Individuality

No one had made fun of his odd talons in years, not since his first month in the wingery.

She's no one's favorite dragonet, I might add.

If you're not cheering for me, for what I'm doing, don't cheer for me. Don't cheer cause you think I'm cute, you know what I'm saying, screw that. Cheer for me for what I'm doing, for what I stand for, and when I go to jail you should cheer louder.

The nail that sticks out farthest gets hammered the hardest.

What do you think it is to be normal?' Why in the world would you want to be?' she says. I don't know. I guess that's the problem.' I don't think normal is that great.' But so many people choose it,' I reply. I don't think that's it at all. I think most everyone is normal and some of us, for whatever reason, choose to reject that and wear ruby red slippers or old black hats.' Well, why do we choose the hard road?

The nail that sticks out the farthest is hit the hardest.

A rigid, one-size-fits-all approach usually ends up fitting no one

1. What makes your family unique?

She's a tall skinny old girl in a tweed jacket and brown corduroy trousers, long restless hands stained yellow, rings on every finger. Hair tied up in a bandanna and clear, fierce blue eyes like mine. You'd know us anywhere as brother and sister, lanky, beaky customers with these piercing eyes and silver hair.

Identity?' said Jack, comfortably pouring out more coffee. 'Is not identity something you are born with?' 'The identity I am thinking of is something that hovers between a man and the rest of the world: a mid-point between his view of himself and theirs of him – for each, of course, affects the other continually.

To paint and nothing more. And to paint seeking a new expression, divested of useless realism, with a method linked only to my thought—without enslaving myself or associating myself with objective reality. Neither the good nor the true; neither the useful nor the useless. It is my will that takes form outside of all extrinsic schemes, without considering what the public or the critics will say.

Mrs Williams was a woman, in the natural course of things; but she was a woman so emphatically, so totally a woman, that she was almost devoid of any private character.

Surely man in general is born to be oppressed or solitary, if he is to be fully human;

I am a tea, he thought. I am some kind of tea. And I have wishes.

She would have liked to sit upon a rock and listen to words, not of any man, but detached, mysterious, poetic words that she alone would interpret through some sense inherited from sleep.

Winning's never about what anyone else does. It's something that happens between you and yourself.

If you always make the right decision, the safe decision, the one most people make, you will be the same as everyone else.

Although this was not a comforting point of view, he did not reject it, because it coincided with one of his basic beliefs: that a man must at all costs keep some part of himself outside and beyond life. If he should ever for an instant cease doubting, accept wholly the truth of what his senses conveyed to him, he would be dislodged from the solid ground to which he clung and swept along with the current, having lost all objective sense, totally involved with existence.

The rest of the world was there for her to take at any moment she wished it, but she always rejected it in favour of her own familiar little cosmos.

La humanidad es todos salvo uno mismo. Entonces, ¿Qué interés puede tener para nadie?

alone in his struggle to bring the truth to its people. He consoled himself by recalling that it is only in each man's own consciousness that the isolation exists; objectively man is always a part of something.

Every man's conception of God is a measure of his own stature. He pictures God according to his comprehension, and thus it is natural that every man has a different notion of God, every one's God being characteristic of his mental and moral caliber.

if we constructed a man consisting of virtues only, would not that fellow be the most unbearable bore in the world, wearisome beyond description?

Don't let other people's opinions guide and direct your life, opinions are like assholes, everybody's got one and most of them stink