Quotes About Individuality

So many pebbles on that beach—millions—all of them worn smooth by the sea's relentless grinding, but not this one. This one had stayed sharp.

I've enjoyed every age I've been, and each has had its own individual merit. Every laugh line, every scar, is a badge I wear to show I've been present, the inner rings of my personal tree trunk that I display proudly for all to see.

I've never had anyone's approval, so I've learned to live without it.

The beauty of jazz is that it's malleable. People are addressing it to suit their own personalities.

I've learned to write the truth. But to do that, I had to figure out what the truth was-and I had to realize that the truth isn't always the same for everyone. I had to realize that my truth may not be the same as your truth.

You do it for yourself, not for anyone else. When you make something beautiful, you change. You put something of yourself into the thing you make. You're a different person when you're done.

I wasn't wearing war paint. But that didn't matter. I didn't need war paint. I was a different person than I had been, back then.

Therefore, you, as human personalities, see yourselves separated from who you really are. It is the clothes you have donned in each incarnation to impersonate who you are.

Martha Graham, speaking to dancers, could have been speaking to any artist, any writer: There is a vitality, a life force, an energy, a quickening which is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist.

That first voice, the voice of home, is the one the writer must protect from the contempt or disdain or disregard of any critic, no matter how famous or capable that critic may be. It is not all that a mature writer needs; surely every writer needs the tools of literary criticism and as much knowledge of various traditions as possible—but a profound acceptance of and trust in one's own voice is the first and most important thing the writer needs.

I've still got that little freedom part of me that wants to have a car that looks really sexy.

There is no room for church mice in improv quilting. You have to own your ideas, your choices, and your determination.

Mercy is not a proper Indian name."..........."Rash Coyote Who Runs With Wolf. We could shorten it to Dinner Woman.

Identity was partly heritage, partly upbringing, but mostly the choices you make in life. ~ Bran

It is hard to accept being different, hard to have people avoid looking at you, and still believe in yourself.

Mine, ... Mine is what she is.

Adam has always had . . . heroic tendencies." I touched Adam's arm. "He's my hero." There was another pause. . . "That is the most romantic thing I've ever heard you say," Bran said. "Be careful, Adam, or you'll turn her into a real girl." Adam looked at me. "I like her just the way she is, Bran." And he meant it, greasy overalls, broken fingernails, and all.

There are big bad wolves all over the world who tremble at the sound of his name, yet a little puny coyote girl peanut-buttered the seat of Bran Cornick's car because he told her that she should wear a dress to perform for the pack.

Don't fuss. I love you just as you are, Mercy. I don't need to swallow you whole, I don't need to be in your head at all times. I just need to know that you're there.

I was going to have to come up with a rank for myself besides Alpha's mate. In the pack, I was just Mercy- but if ten more people called me the Alpha's mate, I was going to hit someone. It sounded like a chess move.

If you make my children, make any child, feel bad for who they are, I will teach you why people fear mama grizzlies more than papa grizzlies.

Wizards don't all look alike.

If fourteen people believe they were Cleopatra in a former life, does that mean that Cleopatra had split personality disorder?

Silvia was tough, smart, and could survive on herown - she didn't need a handsome prince to ride up and rescue her. But that didn't mean such a man might not want to protect her from everything he could, anyway.