Quotes About Authenticity

I need to say everything before I die, I cannot die carrying this secret, this amazing secret.

Desgarra de una vez como un trapo estas sombras, engañoso mendigo, cubierto con harapos, rondador de mortajas: es vergüenza fingir a distancia la muerte, basta con sentir miedo cuando esto sea. Ahora ponte una piel de sol y sal afuera igual que un cazador contra el viento, atraviesa como agua fresca y rápida tu vida".

Qui n'a plus qu'un moment a vivre N'a plus rien a dissimuler

At the end of the day, whether or not those people are comfortable with how you're living your life doesn't matter. What matters is whether you're comfortable with it.

At the end of the day, whether or not those people are comfortable with how you're living your life doesn't matter. What matters is whether you're comfortable with it.

The truth doesn't have versions, it just is.

You cannot be who and what you are unless you have a lifestyle, both internally and externally, that is designed to support that definition of self.

He expects people to be as forthright as he is," Rhonda said. "It's like he has this need for people to be exactly who they say they are. But his life has

These elegant women were groomed, manicured and dipped in plastic. When was the last time they'd sweated and moaned and smeared their makeup making wild, passionate love? When was the last time I had?

Nih?e od nas ne uživa pri naštevanju svojih napak. V ve?ini jih raje prikrijemo. Ignoriramo njihov obstoj in se pretvarjamo pred seboj in drugimi ljudmi. Kaj so torej tisti madeži na našem zna?aju, ki jih ne želimo videti?

Vloge, ki jih igramo, in maske, za katerimi se skrivamo, uporabljamo zato, da se nam ne bi bilo treba ukvarjati s seboj in s svojimi pomanjkljivostmi.

One way to tell if you're really comfortable with a person is if you can be quiet together sometimes and not feel awkward. If you don't feel obligated to say something brilliant or funny or surprising or cool. You can just be together. You can just be .

how one lie leads to another and before you know it, your whole life can be a lie.

Lonely Places, then are the places that are not on international wavelengths, do not know how to carry themselves, are lost when it comes to visitors. They are shy, defensive, curious places; places that do not know how they are supposed to behave.

When love is a commodity, you wonder why anyone's giving it away for free. Or what the hidden costs might be.

If they can't get to Europe, they'll find their way to a local theme-park Eiffel Tower. Even a place that we write off as "inauthentic," they realize, can arouse emotions that are entirely authentic.

I'd turned to writing because it offered few escape routes or hiding places; it's harder to lie to yourself on the page than in the world.

I am not interested in deconsecrating: this is a fashion I hate, it is petit-bourgeois. I want to reconsecrate things as much as possible, I want to re-mythicize them.

If kindness has falseness at its base, it is no longer kindness. It is labored courtesy.

But when there is real warmth, no one is the same as everyone else, just as no two soups are alike. We are all unique. We are all loved for who we are, with our qualities and with our faults. We are loved because we are irredeemably ourselves. But when warmth decreases, we are all the same—all anonymous. Just as warmth brings to light our personalities and makes us feel special and indispensable, coldness can turn us into nameless shadows.

comme la vérité même de l'être qui se dévoile4 » ?

The solution as consumers is - perhaps surprisingly - to take adverts very, very seriously. We should ask ourselves what it is that we find lovely in them - the visions of friendship, togetherness, repose, or whatever. And then consider what would actually help us find these qualities in our lives.

Whatever film it is, the geography has to be right. If I cannot establish it, I'll get lost. I wouldn't even understand it in the first place! I hence visit a place and decide what can be conveyed from where; how that can be incorporated in the story.

One of the questions I face when working on a book about a historical event is whether I should visit the actual place that I'm writing about. No matter how scrupulously maintained a historic house or battlefield may be, it is nothing like it was in the long-ago past.