Quotes About Self-expression

I DON'T CLAIM TO BE A MASTER OF ANYTHING ... I prefer to be a mistress instead, tall black vinyl boots, red garter, tight laced bodice, long flowing hair, wicked smile …

Someday, she thought as she slumped against the door, someday i'll find someone who will understand me, someone who will let me be me. Someday i'll show them all. I want so much more than the people in this town could ever understand.

I suppose he's making a real fashion statement, but this is high school. You're not supposed to be real. You're supposed to be enough like everyone else to get through and out into the waiting world.

Check it out. I got a new name tag today." He unclipped it and held it out toward me. I looked at it. "A. GUY." He grinned. "Someone actually asked me what the A stood for," he said, his hand brushing mine as he took the tag back, sliding it into his pocket. "I said Larry.

I have to wear jeans, dark and stiff and too small, cutting into my waist and leaving my ankles bare. My shirt is pink, pale like the first blush of hurt skin, just a little blow to let you know you are here, that you are not leaving. That you must open your eyes and see.

Misschien acteer ik, zegt ze, omdat wij al zoveel mogelijkheden in de steen hebben moeten achterlaten. Maar dat is nu juist het verschil tussen het beeld en de beeldhouwer, roep ik haar na, de een moet wachten tot iemand iets in hem ziet, de ander is vrij zichzelf vorm te geven.

Zij steunden elkaar in het idee dat vrouwen zichzelf tekort doen door op hun gevoel te vertrouwen en dat ze pas werkelijk vrij zullen zijn wanneer de intuïtie voor eens en altijd door het intellect wordt overwonnen. Hierover rebbelden ze met een passie die hun gelijk ongewild bewees.

I am not a prisoner of my reason. - Bad Blood

Ben bir baÅŸkas?d?r. Kendini keman olarak duyumsayan oduna yaz?k. Hiç bilmedikleri konularda tart??an bilinçsiz insanlar? küçümsüyorum.

We forfeit three-fourths of ourselves in order to be like other people.

Paco Montegrifo was the sort of man who decides, as soon as he's old enough to make such decisions, that black socks are strictly for chauffeurs and waiters and opts instead for socks of only the darkest navy blue.

Staying true to what makes you happy, because that always ends up producing the best result.

Never try to do anything that is outside of who you are. A forced smile is a sign of what feels wrong in your heart, so recognize it when it happens. Living a lie will reduce you to one.

Something has been happening to me, a change that has been a long time coming. I want to be real. Am I the only bad-doing, hand-to-mouth, barely-making-it Black woman there? The struggle I've been going through and the struggle I've been seeing is too hard to lie about and I don't even want to try. I want to help free the ghetto, not run away from it, leaving my people behind. I don't want to style and profile in front of nobody.

Our desire to be free has got to manifest itself in everything we are and do. We have accepted too much of a negative lifestyle and a negative culture and have to consciously act to rid ourselves of that negative influence.

Sometimes I pretend to be normal. But it gets boring ,so I go back to being me.

If I didn't define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people's fantasies for me and eaten alive.

Nothing I accept about myself can be used against me to diminish me.

But the true feminist deals out of a lesbian consciousness whether or not she ever sleeps with women.

Tell them about how you're never really a whole person if you remain silent, because there's always that one little piece inside you that wants to be spoken out, and if you keep ignoring it, it gets madder and madder and hotter and hotter, and if you don't speak it out one day it will just up and punch you in the mouth from the inside.

Wearing a cape doesn't do much for your social life.

Why should I care what other people think of me? I am who I am. And who I wanna be.

i dont want to be compared to britney,ashlee,hilary or lindsay. i want to be compared to me.