Quotes About Individuality

Look at your world from your own point of view, not from some point in space. Modestly measure with your own yardstick, after your own status, your own predicament, the status and the predicament of man the earthdweller. Then life is large enough and a thing of consequence; and night endless, deep.

Jag har gråa dagar och svarta stunder. Jag är inte lycklig. Dock känner jag ingen som jag ville byta med; mitt hjärta krymper ihop vid föreställningen att jag kunde vara den eller den bland mina bekanta. Nej, jag ville inte vara någon annan. ... Jag tycker inte särdeles mycket om mig själf, hvarken skalet eller innanmätet. Men jag ville inte vara någon annan.

In New York City, you can walk down the street and see a girl in a trench who looks equally as cool as a girl wearing Lululemon. It's like you're watching models. You see a little of everything right by you.

Crippled things are always more beautiful. It's the flaw that brings out beauty.

They wore their strange beauty like war paint.

But now I wonder--what if everyone is pretty much the same and it's just a thousand small choices that add up to the person you are? No good or evil, no black and white, no inner demons or angels whispering the right answers in our ears like it's some cosmic SAT test. Just us, hour by hour, minute by minute, day by day, making the best choices we can. The thought is horrifying. If that's true, then there's no right choice. There's only choice.

What if the way I am is the way I am? What if, when everything else is different, I'm not?

You're yourself," Tana said, grinning. "More purely yourself than anyone I know. And if you can't see who that is anymore, then see yourself the way I see you.

I like all the things that make you monstrous.

I left mad behind a long time ago. The world it is the way it is.I can only fix my little piece of it

We are, largely, who we remember ourselves to be

What could I become if I stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? If I stopped trying to belong?

Just because I am bitter about romance doesn't mean everyone else needs to be.

Rules are different for poets.

I thought of how proud he was when he took the marks- cutting the skin of his throat in a long slash and then packing it with ashes until keloid scars rose up. He called it his second smile.

Some might think of him as a strong draught, burning the back of one's throat, but invigorating all the same. You might beg to differ. So long as you're begging, he doesn't mind a bit.

Her tragedy, if she had one, was to be as normal and average as any child ever born.

There don't have to be first dates and second dates. We're not normal. We can do this anyway you want. A relationship can be whatever you want it to be. We get to make this part up. We get to tell our own story.

I'm not very good at explaining things," she said. "But I think you have beautiful eyes. I love the gold in them. I love that they're different from my eyes- I see mine all the time and I'm bored with them.

Remember, all you really get to control is yourself.

I thought weirdness was a good thing. I don't mean that defensively, either. I thought it was something to be cultivated.

I might be only sticks and snow and hag magic, but at least I did not come from her. I am no one's child. That makes me smile, showing red teeth.

Everybody dies alone, Jameson said, and kept going. "Not everybody wakes up right after.

At least no one is privy to my thoughts. Stupid as they are, they remain my own.