Quotes About Self-expression

When everyone's building a fence, isn't it a true fool who lives out in the open?

Writing exists (for me) at the intersection of three precarious, uncertain elements: language, the world, the self.

You have to be somebody," Lanier writes, "before you can share yourself." But to Zuckerberg sharing your choices with everybody (and doing what they do) is being somebody.

Out of an expanse of time, you carve a little area—that nobody asked you to carve—and you do something. 20

Irie gözlerini devirdi. Bazen insan farkl? olmak ister. Ama bazen de, herkes gibi olmak için, ba??ndaki saç? bile feda etmeye haz?rd?r.

It is easy to say they make being young look like hard work, but wasn't it always hard work, even if the medium of its difficultly was different? At least they are making a project of their lives, a measurable project that can be liked or commented upon.

These forms of criticism that make black women the privileged readers of a black woman writer go against Hurston's own grain. She saw things otherwise: "When I set my hat at a certain angle and saunter down Seventh Avenue. . . . the cosmic Zora emerges. . . . How can anybody deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It's beyond me!" This is exactly right. No one should deny themselves the pleasure of Zora—of whatever color or background or gender.

Irie verdrehte die Augen. Manchmal möchte man anders sein. Und manchmal würde man die Haare auf seinem Kopf hergeben, um so zu sein wie alle anderen.

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She went on in her overalls. She was too busy feeling grief to dress like grief.

Naw! Mah own mind had tuh be squeezed and crowded out tuh make room for yours in me.

Dis ain't no business proposition, and no race after property and titles. Dis is uh love game. Ah done lived Grandma's way, now Ah means tuh live mine.

As Hurston herself noted, "Roll your eyes in ecstasy and ape his every move, but until we have placed something upon his street corner that is our own, we are right back where we were when they filed our iron collar off.

She tore off the kerchief from her head and let down her plentiful hair. The weight, the length, the glory was there.

pay no attention to what I say about love, for as I said before, it may not mean a thing. It is my own bathtub singing. Just because my mouth opens up like a prayer book, it does not just have to flap like a Bible.

No, we will go where the internal drive carries us like everybody else. It is up to the individual. If you haven't got it, you can't show it. If you have got it, you can't hide it. That is one of the strongest laws God ever made.

Once, when they used to set their mouths in what they thought was the Boston Crimp, and ask me about the differences between the ordinary Negro and "the better-thinking Negro", I used to show my irritation by saying I did not know who the better-thinking Negro was. I knew who the think-they-are-better Negroes were, but who were the better thinkers was another matter.

You tries tuh be so much-knowin'. You got tuh learn how tuh speak when you spokin to, come when youse called. Ah ain't got tuh do but two things--stay black and die, Sister Berry snapped.

She had an inside and outside now and suddenly she knew how not to mix them.

I'm an artist, and the need to get inside myself and be creative and be other people is a part of who I am. I don't imagine I'll abandon that completely.

I used to have a little Geordie accent when I was younger; they called me Little Geordie Fran.

Sometimes, people only change what they look like for the acceptance of other people, and that's where you start going wrong.

Acceptance is being able to feel beautiful in whatever you feel comfortable in.

I've definitely accepted the fact that I'm not normal.