Quotes About Uniqueness

They say that every snowflake is different. If that were true, how could the world go on? How could we ever get up off our knees? How could we ever recover from the wonder of it?

Everyone thinks their own situation most tragic. I am no exception.

This hole in my heart is in the shape of you. No one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?

Capacity for love in its higher forms seems to be peculiarly human although even in humans it is still peculiar.

How else could it be with such consuming hair?

The particularness of someone who mattered enough to grieve over is not made anodyne by death. This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no-one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?

We had killed them all without firing a shot. I prayed for the snow to fall and bury them for ever. When the snow falls you can almost believe the world is clean again. Is every snowflake different? No one knows.

Diuen que cada floc de neu és diferent. Si això fos cert, com podria el món anar endavant? Com podríem aixecar-nos de les nostres genuflexions? Com podríem recuperar-nos d'una meravella així? Oblidant. No podem tenir massa coses al cap. Només existeix el present i no hi ha res per a recordar.

They say every snowflake is different. If that were true, how could the world go on? How could we ever get up off our knees? How could we ever recover from the wonder of it? By forgetting. We cannot keep in mind too many things. There is only the present and nothing to remember.

Her hair cinnabar red, her body all the treasures of Egypt. There won't be another find like you Louise. I won't see anybody else.

They say that every snowflake is different. If that were true, how could the world go on? How could we ever get up off our knees? How could we ever recover from the wonder of it? By forgetting. We cannot keep in mind too many things. There is only the present and nothing to remember

I may be no better, but at least I am different.

Daha iyi de?ilim belki, ama en az?ndan ba?kay?m.

Life's too short to worry about what other people think... Anyway, they should accept us for who we are.

Mom frowned at me. "You'd be destroying what makes it special," she said. "It's the Joshua tree's struggle that gives it its beauty.

Everything looks so much alike that you wonder how people got the idea of inventing names, to make distinctions.

Anyhow, it is a definite colour: I am glad I have red hair. There is it is in the mirror, it makes itself seen, it shines. I am still lucky if my forehead was surmounted by one of those neutral heads of hair which are neither chestnut not blond, my face would be lost in vagueness, it would make me dizzy.

It's important to keep the eccentric spirit alive, because when that goes, the work will go.

My body is a gradual work of art

With every movie I do and every day I go to work, my goal is not just to reach for difference, but also figure out how to look at world and characters in a different way.

Work can only be universal if it is rooted in a part of its creator which is most privately and particularly himself.

I've always felt like I work in a small little area that doesn't represent anything like the rest of society.

You too are a work of art.

Every story is different, so what is a detail in one might not be in something else. Diversity is something I embrace and love about my work.