Quotes About Authenticity

For me, singing was real life, not two plus two equals four.

I don't want to live my life in a five-star hotel. That's not real life to me. You can't appreciate it.

There is no true life within a false life.

I think one of the few times I've been involved with real-life characters was the story of Marie Bonaparte. I think it's really difficult to become someone that really existed.

I've had to spend an awful lot of my life trying to pretend I'm not posh. Although once I open my mouth, I rather let things out the bag.

You know at the end of the day, when you close the door and you're all alone... And you strip off your armor and lower your guard and peel away the mask... When there's nobody watching and nothing to hide... And you no longer need to be strong or clever or pretty or brave... There's just you. That's it. That's the soul.

I do not need any friends. I prefer enemies. They are better company and their feelings towards you are always genuine.

Kindness is not always about saying yes or giving out compliments. But in whatever way it's expressed, kindness never undermines or denigrates. Its message is always, Whatever you're going through right now, it's all right to be you—to be who you are.

There will be times, for example, when you feel you are faking it. However hard you try genuinely to practice, it just doesn't feel right. And on the rare occasions it does feel authentic, the sensation is over almost before it began. So, try to be content with your practice, whatever it feels like, even when you are doing little more than paying it lip service, because at least you are making an effort.

It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.

What I have always loved best about the history of the world is that it is true. That all the extraordinary things we read were no less real than you and I are today.

It is better to be alone, she figures, than to be with someone who can't see who you are. It is better to lead than to follow. It is better to speak up than stay silent. It is better to open doors than to shut them on people. She will not be simple and sweet. She will not be what people tell her to be. That Bunny Rabbit is dead.

She will not be simple and sweet. She will not be what people tell her she should be.

Be normal, now. Right now. Because you are. Because you can be.

For anyone who has been taught that good equals small and silent, here is my heart with all its ugly tangles and splendid fury.

There will be all these fifty-year-old women wearing hot pants and squeezing themselves into pretzel shapes and then there will be me. Just reaching for my toes like they're China. 'Hello there! You're so far away, I can't get to you! Can you even hear me?

Open their souls. Open their veins. Wipe off their smiles. Be a family. Stay a family.

No matter how puny your frontal equipment, don't wear the kind with the giant pads inside. If a guy squeezes them, he will wonder why they feel like Nerf balls instead of boobs.

MY FULL NAME is Cadence Sinclair Eastman. I suffer migraines. I do not suffer fools. I like a twist of meaning. I endure.

Telling this story will be painful. In fact, I do not know if I can tell it truthfully, though I'll try. I have been a liar all my life, you see. It's not uncommon in our family.

Noel shook his head. "You think better of this scene than I do, Ruby. Don't you see how fake those girls are? Let it go. Have a laugh about it when you're older. Forget that junk." I wanted to believe him, to skip off to some punk-rock hangout and develop ironic distance and start over in a universe where it didn't matter what any of these people thought about me. But I couldn't. I just loved them.

See?" I said. "That's exactly the person I don't want to be with. And he's always there, underneath all your charm.

If only she could go back in time, Jule felt, she would be a better person. Or a different person. She would be more herself. Or maybe less herself.

But you can be talky and paint your fingernails and still be very sad. In fact, you can be talky and paint your fingernails to protect other people from how sad you are.