Quotes About Self-expression

live accordingly to the truths within yorself

Humans have this need to express themselves through their mouths, and he supposes that this is because they are so poor with their noses.

It upsets her that I do not have a boyfriend. She claims to understand why she does not have one, but she thinks it is preposterous that I don't. Both my clothes and my solitary life being instances of my unwillingness to seek romance.

Everyone there seemed to need an audience to be a version of themselves they were happy with,

Venting, even just a little, keeps the apeshits away".

You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea and you always double knot your shoelaces.' I fight back. Then I dive back into my tent before I do something stupid like cry.

Cinna just smiles. 'Had a damp morning?' 'You could wring me out,' I reply. Cinna puts his arm around my shoulder and leads me into lunch. ' Don't worry, I always channel my emotions into my work. That way I don't hurt anyone but myself.

I'm not good at talking about myself.

At once, it's clear I cannot gush. We try me playing cocky, but I just don't have the arrogance. Apparently, I'm too "vulnerable" for ferocity. I'm not witty. Funny. Sexy. Or mysterious By the end of the session, I am no one at all.

I don't know how to say it exactly. Only...I want to die as myself. Does that make any sense?' he asks. I shake my head. How could he die as anyone but himself. 'I don't want them to change me in there. Turn me into some kind of monster that I'm not.

I wish I could think of a way to show them that they don't own me. If I'm going to die, I still want to be me.

I don't know how to say it exactly. Only... I want to die as myself. I don't want them to change me in there. Turn me into some kind of monster that I'm not. I keep wishing I could think of a way to...to show the Capitol that they don't own me. That I'm more than just a piece in their Games

Drug yourself out and paint flowers on your body. Not such a bad life.

Maybe they were onto something in Six. Drug yourself out and paint flowers on your body. Not such a bad life. Seemed happier than the rest of us, anyway.

Don't worry. I always channel my emotions into my work. That way I don't hurt anyone but myself.

No sóc guapa. No sóc bella. Però estic tan radiant com el sol.

somos los trágicos amantes del Distrito 12, los que han sufrido tanto y han disfrutado tan poco de la recompensa de su victoria, los que no buscan el favor de los admiradores, ni los agasajan con sonrisas, ni aceptan sus besos. No perdonamos. Y me encanta. Por fin soy yo misma.

I want to die as myself. Does that make any sense?" he asks. I shake my head. How could he die as anyone but himself? "I don't want them to change me in there. Turn me into some kind of monster that I'm not.

Why don't you just be yourself? … No one can help but admire your spirit." -Katniss and Cinna

Don't worry. I always channel my emotions into my work. That way I don't hurt anyone but myself." . . . and I'm afraid he has hurt himself beyond repair.

I think especially in a world where you have so little say about what goes on in your life, or in the politics of the world around you, it is wonderful to go into that studio, and tell yourself what to do.

As Tayna would say if I wanted to hear from an ass i would have fart.

Wholeness returns simply by having the courage to re-become who the heck you were put on this earth to be.

I like to have a reason to change my hair. I'm not very good at saying, 'I think I'm going to do something else with my hair now.' I like a character to lead it that way.