Quotes About Self-expression

You're into what you're into, I'm into what I'm into. We don't have to be into the same shit, and if you're safe, sane, and happy, then go on and get you some.

If you aim to be something you are not, you will always fail. Aim to be you. Aim to look and act and think like you. Aim to be the truest version of you. Embrace that you-ness. Endorse it. Love it. Work hard at it. And don't give a second thought when people mock it or ridicule it. Most gossip is envy in disguise.

I'm just curious, why did you choose to dye your hair blue?" as opposed to "Why is your hair blue?

being yourself"; however, the more you smile, the more natural it will feel and eventually if you do it enough, it will become a habit (which takes

Our culture places a very high premium on self-expression, but is relatively disinterested in producing selves that are worth expressing.

It is my conviction that we make ourselves who we want to be and not chain ourselves to the notions of busybodies who wish to judge us.

It turns out that maybe breeding bonsai-tree children to become résumé zombies isn't so good for their mental health.

How does a girl act with boys, exactly?" Tacy asked. "Oh," said Betsy airily, "you just curl your hair and use a lot of perfume and act plagued when they tease you.

Sometimes artist like to catch themselves looking out, let the world see them for once. It's a signature. This one is a very bold one. But this is also a witnessing. We want to remember, and we want to be remembered. That's why we paint.

I realize Jubilee is a bit of a stripper name. You probably think I have heard the call of the pole.

The best part, without any question, was the tie. I've always liked ties, but it seemed like too much of a Statement to wear them.

Daughters were supposed to like prom dresses and getting their hair done and shopping. Stevie assumed those things were all fine and good, but she didn't understand them, really—at least not in the way that you were supposed to understand them. She never once in her life felt the desire to dress up

She was exactly who she wanted to be.

Our name is Equality 7-2521, as it is written on the iron bracelet which all men wear on their left wrists with their names upon it. We are twenty-one years old. We are six feet tall, and this is a burden, for there are not many men who are six feet tall.

We do not think of them as Liberty 5-3000 any longer. We have given them a name in our thoughts. We call them the Golden One. But it is a sin to give men names which distinguish them from other men. Yet we call them the Golden One, for they are not like the others. The Golden One are not like the others.

why should you care what people will say? All you have to do is please yourself.

By refusing to say 'It is,' you are refusing to say 'I am.

He walked through the streets of New York, wearing a broad-brimmed hat, a dark business suit, a pale green satin shirt, a vest of white brocade, a huge black bow emerging from under his chin, and he carried a staff, not a cane, but a tall ebony staff surmounted by a bulb of solid gold. It was as if his huge body were resigned to the conventions of a prosaic civilization and to its drab garments, but the oval of his chest and stomach sallied forth, flying the colors of his inner soul.

Every man creates his meaning and form and goal. Why is it so important--what others have done? Why does it become sacred by the mere fact of not being your own? Why is anyone and everyone right--so long as it's not yourself?

Build it as a monument to that spirit which is yours ... and could have been mine.

The only way to leave the circle, to stop dancing with the jailer, is to find a way to preserve one's individuality, that unique which evades description but differentiates one human being from the other.

One cancels the other, and yet without one, the other is incomplete. In the first photograph, standing there in our black robes and scarves, we are as we had been shaped by someone else's dreams. In the second, we appear as we imagined ourselves. In neither could we feel completely at home.

readers were born free and ought to remain free.

The only way to leave the circle, to stop dancing with the jailer, is to find a way to preserve one's individuality, that unique quality which evades description but differentiates one human being from the other.