Quotes About Individuality

If I want to carry a purse, I'm going to carry it. I'm not going to not carry it just because they don't like it.

Quais sentimentos são reais? Quais dos meus eus sou eu?

Viel schwieriger ist es, aus einer Schublade herauszuwachsen, in die man gesteckt worden ist.

You can't stop people from dying. You can't stop them from going away. You can't stop yourself from going away either. I know myself well enough to know that no one else can keep you awake or keep you from sleeping. That's all on me too. But man, I like this girl.

Fazer o que for preciso pra não esquecer que estou aqui e que minha opinião importa.

Alguém gosta de você. Grande, alto, pequeno, baixo, bonito, comum, tímido. Não deixe ninguém dizer o contrário, nem você mesmo. Principalmente você mesmo.

You don't dress to please a girl—especially not a girl like that. You dress to please yourself. If she doesn't like you for you, then you don't need her.

It takes me about twenty seconds to forget about the staring faces and all that shiny, pulled-back hair and which of the girls on the bleachers may or may not be a better dancer than I am and the fact that I'm twice as big as anyone in this room. After that first thirty seconds, I disappear into the song. I become one with the music, one with the dance.

He's carrying around things that I can never know about, just like I am, just like we all are. I'm not sure what these things of his are, but I can guess. Dusty's sensitive, he's honest. He's a little eccentric. He's almost certainly gay, but I doubt even he knows it. Like Libby, he's not going to pretend to be someone he's not, and he's not afraid to be different. But other kids won't always like that.

As you know, hairstyle and clothing can change on a daily basis. We've met a lady who identifies people by their wedding rings because this is an identifier that rarely changes…

which is exactly how we act, the three of us running off in three different directions.

You are all the colors in one, at full brightness.

The great thing about this life of ours is that you can be someone different to everybody.

You know what I like about you, Finch? You're interesting. You're different. And I can talk to you. Don't let that go to your head." … "You know what I like about you, Ultraviolet Remarkey-able? Everything.

Listen, I'm the freak. I'm the weirdo. I'm the troublemaker. I start fights. I let people down. Don't make Finch mad, whatever you do. Oh, there he goes again, in one of his moods. Moody Finch. Angry Finch. Unpredictable Finch. Crazy Finch. But I'm not a compilation of symptoms. Not a casualty of shitty parents and an even shittier chemical makeup. Not a problem. Not a diagnosis. Not an illness. Not something to be rescued. I'm a person.

I twirl my ring and think about what Judy has tried so hard to say: You are not any one thing. You are many. Don't let them make you believe that this is an either/or world. - Laura Ruby

And maybe, just maybe, by letting go of who you think you should be, you become more of who you are meant to be." (pg. 249)

We must honor our differences while we find our own courage and our own strength the best we know how.

People will want you to behave a certain way, to make a certain choice because it reinforces the way they see the world...But you have to do what's right for you.

No one ever made a difference by being like everyone else ~ P.T. Barnum

But sometimes she felt the world wasn't built for people like her

I found myself an unusual feeling: wanting to do something for solely the pure reasons that I wanted to do it. Not because I thought I ought to or because other people wanted me to do it or because it felt like the right age to be doing things or because it would lead me up the ladder.

But sometimes she felt the world wasn't built for people like her. Confident, big-personality people like Surinder simply didn't understand. If you weren't an extrovert, if you weren't shoving yourself out into the open all the time, posting selfies everywhere, demanding attention, talking constantly, people just gazed right past you. You got overlooked. And normally she didn't mind.

Everyone's different from how they look on the outside