Quotes About Individuality

feelings were always feelings, subjectively true one hundred percent of the time...

As long as a man had the courage to reject what society told him to do, he could live life on his own terms. To what end? To be free. But free to what end? To read books, to write books, to think.

in the end, each life is irreducible to anything other than itself. Which is as much as to say: lives make no sense.

You see, the interesting thing about books, as opposed, say, to films, is that it's always just one person encountering the book, it's not an audience, it's one to one.

One of the odd things about being himself ... was that there seemed to be several of him, that he wasn't just one person but a collection of contradictory selves, and each time he was with a different person, he himself was different as well.

The human body lives in the mind of one who possesses a human body, and to live inside the human body possessed of the mind that perceives another human body is to live in a world of others.

He learned how to look at himself from a distance, to see himself first of all as a man among other men, then as a collection of random particles of matter, and finally as a single speck of dust—and the farther he traveled from his point of origin, she said, the closer he came to achieving greatness.

We are all aliens to ourselves, and if we have any sense of who we are, it is only because we live inside the eyes of others.

Cada hombre es distinto de todos los demás, y cuando ocurren cosas horribles, cada cual reacciona a su manera.

Juk tikrasis išbandymas yra b?ti tokiam kaip visi. kai tai ?vyksta, jam nebereikia abejoti savo išskirtinumu. Jis laisvas - ne tik nuo kit?, bet ir nuo sav?s.

there were other ways of living in this world than the one he knew, that his parents' way was not the only way.

Ma in una cosa è identica a sua madre: che salvo rare eccezioni, quando parla dice solo ovvietà - tutto quel repertorio di frasi fatte e idee usate che riempie le pattumiere della saggezza contemporanea. [...] Ahi, ahi, povera Rachel…proprio non ne poteva fare a meno. La mia unica figlia stava al mondo da ventinove anni e non era mai riuscita a produrre una frase originale, con un qualcosa di totalmente e irriducibilmente suo.

The tone of every book is slightly different; there's a music that each has that is distinct from all the others.

a man who is his own man is a better man than most men, even if he doesn't fit in.

The mind has a mind of its own.

His master was a man with the heart of a dog. He was a rambler, a rough-and-ready soldier of fortune, a one-of-a-kind two-leg who improvised the rules as he went along. They

a lire belongs only to the person who lives it; life itself will claim the living; to live is to let live.

No hay nada que disimular. Tiene usted derecho a sus propios sentimientos.

Weary and stuffed from being force-fed the falsehood that when one of your kind makes it, it means that you've all made it.

You either a poet or a homosexual." "Oh, shit, that's fucked up. Why can't I be both?

Your dad used to think I was bipolar, but what I really am is by myself.

Who am I? And how may I become myself?

Unmitigated Blackness is simply not giving a fuck. Clarence Cooper, Charlie Parker, Richard Pryor, Maya Deren, Sun Ra, Mizoguchi, Frida Kahlo, black-and-white Godard, Céline, Gong Li, David Hammons, Björk, and the Wu-Tang Clan in any of their hooded permutations.

Strictly dickly Ã¢â'¬Â¦ Austerus verpa.