Quotes About Self-expression

We all perform. It's what we do for each other all the time, deliberately or unintionally. It's a way of telling about ourselves in the hope of being recognized as what we'd like to be.--PERFORMANCE

Your only obligation in any lifetime is to be true to yourself. Being true to anyone else or anything else is not only impossible, but the mark of a fake messiah.

I do not exist to impress the world. I exist to live my life in a way that will make me happy.

Why be your real self when you can be something really worthwhile?

With words I have knit my shroud and will bury myself therein

But the difficulty of changing a typescript can also have what seems to be the opposite effect: You let go. You stop caring about certainty; you stop editing yourself, stop second-guessing yourself, and simply write—mistakes and all.

There is nothing wrong with or bad about your False Self; it's simply "the identity you created for yourself

And do I perhaps miss the point altogether? Is the guy who wears Tommy on his back participating in a clever, knowing, postmodern joke, whose unspoken text is that we all secretly care about labels, so why not acknowledge that in big campy letters? It may be. But I don't think so.

Maybe I would've been all right if I could've done something I wanted to do. I wouldn't be scared then. Or mad, maybe. I wouldn't be always hating folks; and maybe I'd feel at home, sort of.

All of my life had shaped me to live by my own feelings and thoughts.

In shaking hands I was doing something that I was to do countless times in the years to come: acting in conformity with what others expected of me even though, by the very nature and form of my life, I did not and could not share their spirit.

Annabeth shook her head. All these years sneaking around, and we could've just been ourselves? You should always do that. Alex strolled alongside, back in human form, though he still had a few flamingo feathers stuck in his hair. And you have to flaunt the weird, my friends. I'm going to quote you on that, Percy said. You'd better.

It's been my observation I said, "that you humans are more than the sum of your history. You can choose how much of your ancestry to embrace. You can overcome the expectations of your family and your society. What you cannot do, and should never do, is try to be someone other than yourself–Piper McLean.

So can I ask…?" I waved my hands vaguely. I didn't have the words. "How it does work?" She smirked. "As long as you don't ask me to represent every gender-fluid person for you, okay? I'm not an ambassador. I'm not a teacher or a poster child. I'm just"—she mimicked my hand-waving—" me . Trying to be me as best I can.

You guys are so... dark. Even if I used flash, I'm not sure it would come out. Y-yeah, Percy managed. You guys aren't photogenic.

And if I was humming Happy Birthday and smiling stupidly as I fled for my life—well, that was nobody's business, was it?

I looked more like Kurt Cobain than ever, except I doubt Cobain ever wore a shirt that read: WIGGLES ROCK & ROLL PRESCHOOL TOUR! The really disturbing thing was that they made shirts like that in my size.

People who live on their own do tend to witter. We live without restraint, verbal at any rate.' Nigel

It's healthier for your soul to live outside and above a degraded moral code than within and beneath one.

Our spirits are full of possibilities, yet we tie ourselves down to socially-prescribed names and categories so we're acceptable to more people. We take on identities that no one has to think about, and that's probably how we become and why we remain men and women.

To attempt to divide us into rigid categories (You're a transvestite, and you're a drag queen, and you're a she-male, and on and on and on) is like trying to apply the laws of solids on the state of fluids; it's our our fluidity that keeps us in touch with each other. It's our fluidity and the principles that attend that constant state of flux that could create an innovative and inclusive transgender community.

My grandmother told me something I've never forgotten. 'Never fuck anyone you wouldn't want to be.' -audience member

She was flushed and felt intoxicated with the sound of her own voice and the unaccustomed taste of candor. It muddled her like wine, or like a first breath of freedom.

That is, he could not see that she was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world.