Quotes About Authenticity

The dog's agenda is simple, fathomable, overt: I want. "I want to go out, come in, eat something, lie here, play with that, kiss you. There are no ulterior motives with a dog, no mind games, no second-guessing, no complicated negotiations or bargains, and no guilt trips or grudges if a request is denied.

The real struggle is about you: you, a person who has to learn to live in the real world, to inhabit her own skin, to know her own heart, to stop waiting for life to begin.

Yazd?klar?m? biri okuyacak olursa, belki de: "Söylediklerinin hepsi yalan," diyecek. Ama bu sefalet öylesine gerçek ki...

You can pretend to be something other than who you are but eventually you will run out of energy to continue because that's not authentically you.

Show your true colors. Mine is yellow. — BIG BIRD

Because you can make decisions for yourself even if they're wrong. Mistakes can be corrected. Life is too short to have everyone else tell you how to live. Make a few mistakes, and learn from them. At least they'll be real, and you'll be living, not just existing.

The truth is the truth whether you serve it up plain or top it with chocolate frosting. It's still the truth." "So

The paradox is that once you fully commit to being who you already are, having what you already have, and hugely celebrating it, you become a masterful practical magician, a force of nature capable of shifting circumstances very easily.

What I'm suggesting is: Just let failure and humiliation (and all the "bad stuff"—anxiety and scarcity and fat and wrinkles and pain and ultimately death itself) be the cherished beloveds that they already are to you.

I like the flaws best," Sam said. "They make her real.

Josh is ... Josh

I'd much rather be someone's shot of whiskey than everyone's cup of tea.

You can't find any true closeness in Hollywood, because everybody does the fake closeness so well.

I should let people I meet do the work of piecing me together until they can complete, or mostly complete, the puzzle. And when they're finished they can look at the picture that they've managed to piece together and decide whether they like it or not. On their own time. Let them discover you.

no matter how I go, I want it reported that I drowned in moonlight, strangled by my own bra.

I am closer to who I want to be when I am alone lately. With people, I hear my voice and I just wonder who or what I'm doing all this for. Spreading myself out in front of people. Devaluing my ostensible worth by being so readily available to almost any random pedestrian who wanders into the crosswalk of my focus. If someone is within an earshot I shoot off at the mouth.

Tell the truth, be kind, all that corny stuff.

Anyway, I suppose in part I'm telling this story now because I want all of you - and I do mean all - to know that I wasn't always a somewhat-overweight woman without an upper lip to her name who can occasionally be found sleeping behind her face and always thinking in her mouth.

My want can only do so much in terms of changing what's actually occuring with other people, and I'd like to keep it that way. I don't want to feel that if I had wanted something more, or had said one other thing, or had worn a different dress, or had been more mysterious, or more open, then I would get something or someone I wouldn't get otherwise.

Back then I was always looking ahead to who I wanted to be versus who I didn't realize I already was, and the wished-for me was most likely based on who other people seemed to be and the desire to have the same effect on others that they had had on me.

Kidding yourself doesn't require that you have a sense of humor. But

that no matter how I go, I want it reported that I drowned in moonlight, strangled by my own bra.

I don't want my life to imitate art, I want my life to be art.

Who do you want them to think you are? How do you think people see you? Or don't you let them near enough to see. You make up their minds for them. Do you think that you succeed in convincing people that you are what you seem to be?