Quotes About Authenticity

You could just tell when a person belonged somewhere. That is something you can't fake, no matter how hard you try

I'm not saying I'm a liar,' I told him. He raised his eyebrows. 'That's not how I meant it, anyway.' 'How'd you mean it, then?' I was digging myself a hole here, and I knew it. But still, I tried to explain myself. 'It's just... I don't always say what I feel.' 'Why not?' 'Because the truth sometimes hurts,' I said. 'Yeah,' he said. 'So do lies, though.

You can never be sure of anyone until you're close enough to see them clearly.

Honesty in principle was one thing. In someone's face, it was another.

Shit, Delia said. I mean, shoot. No, actually, I mean shit. I really do.

I tried to hold myself apart, showing only what I wanted, doling out bits and pieces of who I was. But that only works out for so long. Eventually, even the smallest fragments can't help but, make a whole.

And don't change for a guy, ever, Leah added. If they're worthy, they'll like you just the way you are.

This is personal, she'd said. Real. This moment was too, even if you couldn't see it at first glance. It was fake on the outside, but so true within. You only had to look, really look to tell.

Looking at her, I thought again how beautiful she was - even in jeans and a T-shirt, no makeup, she was breathtaking. So much so that it was hard to believe she could ever have looked at herself and seen anything else.

At the very least you should tell yourself the truth. If you can't trust yourself, who can you trust?

People are not uniform Emaline. There is no such thing as any other girl. So stop holding yourself to some ridiculous high standard, would you please?

The people who know you best can be risker, because the words they say and things they think have the potential to be not only scary but true, as well.

I knew that in the last few minutes everything had changed. I'd tried to hold myself apart, showing only what I wanted, doling out bits and pieces of who I was. But that only works for so long. Eventually, even the smallest fragments can't help but make a whole.

Because now, I didn't care what they thought. It wasn't new, this realization that I would never be like them. What was different now was that I was glad. Macy page 199

There was something really great about being able to put something out into the world—a song, an introduction, even my voice—and let people make of it what they wanted. I didn't have to worry about how I looked, or if the image of me people had fit who I really was.

Nunca habría sido capaz de decírselo, pero Owen me inspiraba. Las mentiras piadosas que yo decía a diario, las cosas que me guardaba, cada vez que no era sincera del todo... ahora me daba cuenta de eso. También era consciente de lo bien que me sentía al ser capaz de decirle a alguien lo que pensaba de veras. Aunque solo fuera sobre música.

Pensé en todo lo que fue lavado una y otra vez. Hacemos este tipo de revoltijos en esta vida, tanto por accidente como a propósito. Pero limpiar la superficie realmente no hace que nada mejore. Solo enmascara lo que está por debajo. Es sólo cuando realmente cavas en lo profundo, que vas a lo subterráneo, que puedes ver quién eres realmente.

if i were a book i would be so open

She just looked at me, and I wondered what on earth it was about her that made me be so honest. Like she was sick with truth, and really contagious.

What must it be like to be so genuine, so fragile, your entire world of thoughts so easy to read on your face? I couldn't even imagine.

Why would I tell you anything but the truth? -Ethan For safety's sake we learn to be less honest at the beginnings of things, not more. But Ethan was different. With him and me, it was always about the truth. Why would I tell you anything but? It was the closest thing to I love you a boy had ever said to me. Maybe it meant even more.

I'm not into appearances. I like flaws, I think they make things interesting.

The best gifts come from the heart, not a store.

But I knew what it said. That I could be imperfect, but only so much. Human, but only within limits. And honest, to her or to myself, never.