Quotes About Conformity

in a society concerned primarily with process, the notion of deviance might have much less, if any, significance.

That's what my mother doesn't understand about my lipstick and dark clothes. I don't wear tattoos to freak her out; I wear them because I have to. It's me.

He was a bad boy, but he was a rich bad boy, which made him very boring.

When I decided I was a boy, I realized that if I wanted to pass, I'd have to learn to walk differently, talk differently, dress differently, basically act differently than I did as a girl. But why did we need to act at all?

Remember—twenty per cent of women have inferiority complexes. Seventy per cent have illusions…. Ninety per cent are afraid of being conspicuous and of what people will say. So they buy a gray suit. They should dare to be different.

That was just the mindset of the times: that happiness was somehow less important than keeping up appearances.

the more removed you become from the person you're naturally supposed to be – the harder you're making your life and the less happy you become.

Presumably already alive to the thought that I might go off the rails thanks to my inability to eat celery in the correct way, he resolutely believed that rock and roll was going to result in my utter degradation.

Religious obedience is probably the most difficult and dangerous form of obedience simply because it is so easily confused with conformity to God's law. It's the place where most Christian families go terribly wrong. Yes, we are commanded to teach the Word, prayer, and worship to our children, but their acquiescence to these things won't save them. Only the righteous life, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ saves them.

I was willing to be anything people told me to be. I didn't mind that I was dying inside because I didn't know how to live any other way. But how do you learn to breathe, then opt to be suffocated day in and day out

Much more than our other needs and endeavors, it is sexuality that puts us on an even footing with our kind: the more we practice it, the more we become like everyone else: it is in the performance of a reputedly bestial function that we prove our status as citizens: nothing is more public than the sexual act.

The more closely we scrutinize our tomorrows, the closer we come to and the more we flee this people: all of us tremble at the obligation to resemble it some day . .

Try to be free: you will die of hunger. Society tolerates you only if you are successfully servile and despotic; it is a prison without guards – but from which you do not escape without dying.

the only way to prove you are normal is to smash someone's face in

En général, les hommes n'aspirent à s'instruire que dans la mesure où ils sont affranchis du joug de la tradition; car tant que celle-ci est maîtresse des intelligences, elle suffit à tout et ne tolère pas facilement de puissance rivale.

Ya te cansaste de andar descalza de pie y pierna, como las mujeres de bien, ¿eh, condenada? ¿Llevó medias alguna vez tu madre? ¿Peinóse como tú, que siempre estás dale que tienes con el cacho de espejo? Toma, para que te acuerdes...".

I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there 's a pair of us—don't tell! They 'd banish us, you know. How dreary to be somebody! How public, like a frog To tell your name the livelong day To an admiring bog!

Much Madness is divinest Sense—To a discerning Eye—Much Sense—the starkest Madness—'Tis the MajorityIn this, as All, prevail—Assent—and you are sane—Demur—you're straightway dangerous—And handled with a Chain.

Society is too correct and dull to be an occupation.

It seems at first sight strange that any man of genius should have patiently submitted to rules which, from the point of view of art, were perfectly arbitrary.

Better mad with the rest of the world than wise alone.

I'm talking about the lie that says you have to live a proper life, or else you'll be ruined. I worked so hard to be respectable, because I was afraid of what would happen.

I just want to rebel completely against everything in society that beat it into me that life would turn out okay if I only did the right things

in order to grab on to those tiny profits people studiously adopt another perspective, keeping their true opinions to themselves, and no one takes responsibility, everyone just huddles together on some middle ground, and it all gets less and less clear, yet in the end everyone ends up being crammed into a rigid, unyielding framework. I've seen the same story play out over and over again. But