Quotes About Individuality

It is the delusion that the self is so separate and fragile that we must delineate and defend its boundaries; that it is so small and so needy that we must endlessly acquire and endlessly consume; and that as individuals, corporations, nation-states, or a species, we can be immune to what we do to other beings. The

There are few women who go around actually feeling: Oh, what a fascinating feminine mystery I am.

I've never slept with a girl. I couldn't. I wouldn't want to. That's abnormal and I'm not, although you can't be normal unless you do what you want and you can't be normal unless you love men. To do what I wanted would be normal, unless what I wanted was abnormal, in which case it would be abnormal to please myself and normal to do what I didn't want to do, which isn't normal.

So, what do you think?" I asked. "About what?" "Fucking, of course. Remember? I'm not a need a little girl who needs protection, Hunter. I know what I want. Just lay back and relax because it's not personal. I'm just going to borrow you're dick for a while.

One of her in dirty sweats is worth ten of you naked on your knees, so get the fuck out.

Ninety-nine percent of men are okay with following the rules and doing what they're told. We're the other one percent, so we built our own world with our own rules.

Puck: Thought you weren't that kind of girl. Becca: What kind of girl? Puck: My kind.

What the hell is that?" I asked. "I mean, what are you supposed to be dressed like?" "I'm a sexy carrot." I looked at Dad and shook my head slowly. He wouldn't meet my eyes.

But those are your fingerprints, babe.

Life is too short to let a man call the shots.

Like she was dancing through life to some song nobody else could hear. Never met another woman like her-she wasn't just sexy, she was a survivor and I admired that.

She was, after all, at home on D ward, more than she had ever been anywhere, and for the first time as a recognizable and defined thing—one of the nuts. She would have a banner under which to stand.

I'd rather be a freak than a clone.

Places have their own characters. . . . But the people begin to look the same.

There is no "underground" community, no dark den of drunken sailors initiating themselves into manhood via cheap, ill-conceived exercises in bodily perforation; it's just a group of people who delight in using their bodies as billboards.

Mom wouldn't approve of taffy for breakfast, magic word or no magic word, but Gramma Dee is different that way. A lot of grammas are.

Aparta tu nariz de mis asuntos, saca tu pagaré de tu alcancía, estoy más solo cuando estamos juntos que con tu puto com por compañía.

This book is a labor of love. It is dedicated to people who have cried themselves to sleep because they were 'different'. It is also a celebration of the 'inner outcast' in all of us, and a humble attempt to inspire tolerance, understanding, and acceptance." the intro from the author

People say I'm not much of a girl either," Tiger Lily said. She thought of Tik Tok, who was fond of saying that people were all bits of each thing, boy and girl.

For the girls with messy hair and thirsy hearts.

You're the main character of your life," Jacie said. "You're too important to die. That's how everybody feels.

It seemed, when all was said and done, that all souls were a little wild, in some way or another.

And though, truly, she sometimes felt like something inside her had disappeared, it seemed that must be a natural part of growing up. Standing out too much made one feel too alone to do it forever.

And age was just a trait, like the color of your hair, or the amount of freckles on your skin.