Quotes About Self-expression

Kuh-laire, Is cam a fattening Girl Scout Cookie layered with peanut butter and a chocolate coating? No. Then dont make him a tagalong!

A girl should want to look good for herself, not for boys.

People are most radiant when they let their inner beauty shine through.

What! I don't care about being a princess! And since I'm already a young lady, how else could I behave? That's like asking a fish not to swim! ~Princess Eilonwy, daughter of Angharad, daughter of Regat, of the Royal house of Llyr

Well..., Jonas had to stop and think it through. If everything's the same, then there are no choices! I want to wake up in the morning and DECIDE things! A blue tunic, or a red one?

Gay!' he chirped. 'Gay!' It was the way he said his own name.

Miles is... Miles; close to a force of nature, climbing up out of his own pages and escaping subordination to any opinion of mine.

I've never walked the same path other people found comfortable and I'm not going to start now.

Good healthy anger that is blocked can then seem like feral rage. But when you accept it and work with it, it becomes the ability to stand up for yourself.

A woman who is willing to be herself and pursue her own potential runs not so much the risk of loneliness as the challenge of exposure to more interesting men and people in general.

GEORGE : Oh, don't be so proud of yourself, Bennie—just because you look eccentric. BENEATHA: How can something that's natural be eccentric? GEORGE: That's what being eccentric means—being natural. Get dressed.

Curly Girl: It's more than just hair, it's an attitude.

in an attempt at extroversion, she had worn a tunic with large slices of watermelon depicted on the front. What had she been thinking of?

In so many things I loved I was sadly insufficiently gifted and driven. But writing I could plod along with -- and no one discouraged me. People were much kinder. I headed toward the kindness.

She wore a lot of gray-green corduroy. She had been under the impression that it brought out her eyes, those shy stars.

Through college she had been a feminist—basically: she shaved her legs, but just not often enough, she liked to say.

The only thing more pitiful than a middle-aged punk is a white Rastafarian. I did meet one of those once, and he was lonelier than I was.

i. e. a society in which the largest number of persons are allowed to pursue the largest number of ends as freely as possible, in which these ends are themselves criticised as little as possible and the fervour with which such ends are held is not required to be bolstered up by some bogus rational or supernatural argument to prove the universal validity of the end."46

I hate to think I've got to grow up, and be Miss March, and wear long gowns, and look as prim as China Aster! It's bad enough being a girl, anyway, when I like boy's games and work and manners!

You should remember that you're a young lady. I'm not! And if turning up my hair makes me one, I'll wear it in two tails till I'm twenty!

having learned that people cannot be moulded like clay…

It's bad enough to be a girl, anyway, when I like boys' games and work and manners!

Not being a genius, like Keats, it won't kill me," she said stoutly, "and I've got the joke on my side, after all, for the parts that were taken straight out of real life are denounced as impossible and absurd, and the scenes that I made up out of my own silly head are pronounced 'charmingly natural, tender, and true.' So I'll comfort myself with that, and when I'm ready, I'll up again and take another.

Don't go to school, I'm a businessman—girl, I mean.