Quotes About Individuality

Like Oscar Hammerstein, LaChiusa knows that characters express themselves in their own wording as well as their own music.

Since we must and do write each our own way, we may during actual writing get more lasting instruction not from another's work, whatever its blessings, however better it is than ours, but from our own poor scratched-over pages. For these we can hold up to life. That is, we are born with a mind and heart to hold each page up to, and to ask: is it valid?

Writing is an expression of the writer's own peculiar personality, could not help being so. Yet in reading great works one feels that the finished piece transcends the personal. All writers great and small must sometimes have felt that they have become part of what they wrote even more than it still remains a part of them.

He looked home-made, as though his wife had self-consciously knitted or somehow contrived a husband when she sat alone at night.

People live their own way, and to a certain extent I almost believe they may die their own way, Laurel.

hardest time: our voice will not be our own. The crusader's voice is the voice of the crowd and must rise louder all the time, for there is, of course, the other side to be drowned out. Worse, the voices of most crowds sound alike. Worse still, the voice that seeks to do other than communicate when it makes a noise has something brutal about it; it is no longer using words as words but as something to brandish, with which to threaten, brag or condemn.

I was always my own teacher.

I've always been suspicious of collective truths.

Eroarea lui André Breton este,poate,de a se fi luat prea în serios.Trebuie s? te iei doar puÈ›in în serios,altminteri totul e inconsistent.Dar dac? te iei prea în serios,nu mai exist? libertate,e gata puÈ™c?ria,strangularea.Nu mai ai cu adev?rat libertate de miÈ™care.Nu te mai miÈ™ti,eÈ™ti prins,eÈ™ti una cu lucrurile,nu mai ai distanÈ›a necesar? de a vedea clar.Trebuie s? fii numai pe jum?tate serios.

Nefericire cel ce vrea s?-ÅŸi p?streze originalitatea! Ei bine, asta e. Am sa ma apar impotriva tuturor! PuÅŸca, unde mi-e puÅŸca? (Se întoarce cu faÅ£a c?tre capetele de rinoceri din fundal ÅŸi strig?) Am s? m? ap?r împotriva lumii întregi, m? voi ap?ra! Sunt ultimul om ÅŸi voi r?mîne aÅŸa pîn? la cea din urm? suflare! Nu m? dau b?tut!

IubiÈ›i cititori...fiecare dintre voi are dreptate, numai ceilalÈ›i greÈ™esc. Totdeauna. Cu o condiÈ›ie: nici unul dintre voi s? nu-È™i închipuie c? e celalalt. Nu v? încredeÈ›i în afirmaÈ›iile altora. RepuneÈ›i totul în discuÈ›ie. FiÈ›i voi înÈ™iv?. Nu ascultaÈ›i nici un sfat: cu excepÈ›ia acestuia.

Eu nu sunt eu. Eu sunt altul. Sunt unul într-altul.

Når det kommer til stykket, er jeg ikke sikker på om De har moralsk rett til å blande dem i saken. Dessuten tror jeg fremdeles ikke det er noen fare på ferde. Etter min mening er det absurd å gå fra konseptene fordi om noen mennesker har fått lyst til å skifte ham. Det får bli deres egen sak. Det står enhver fritt for.

Rhinoceros The Leader The Future is in Eggs or It Takes all Sorts to Make a World

But you'll never become a rhinoceros, really you won't ... you haven't got the vocation!

Good men make good rhinoceroses, unfortunately. It's

Ve den som vil bevare sitt særpreg!

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The hermit crab doesn't look too closely, he just crawls into a shell that isn't his. But remains a hermit. That's my hang-up: if I leave my shell, I can't crawl into yours.

To be a human being is to be a continual work of art.

Now, to me, this was a very interesting story. It was a reminder that you should never let yourself get swept away by the crowd. Sometimes everyone you know can be saying something or believing something and it can just be dead wrong. All around you there might be people getting all excited or panicked and yelling for you to do the

In literature, as in love, one can only speak for himself.

I wanted my unhappiness to be a result of defying convention—like a Hardy novel where I'd exceeded my society's allowance for freethinking and was now being punished.

Leslie didn't feel welcome, though she recognized that this was, again, mostly her problem. Wasn't alienation always your own fault? People were what they were. You could either get in line and find a way to make it work or be a soul adrift upon the wandering etc. People could surprise you. People were interesting. The problem was you.