Quotes About Conformity

Whatever you do, don't sink your life's savings into cliche items.

I have a brother and sister; my mother does not care for thought, and father, too busy with his briefs to notice what we do. He buys me many books, but begs me not to read them, because he fears they joggle the mind.

In kindergarten, we had this Irish Catholic headmistress called Sister Leonie, and I remember she would tell us, say, to put the crayons in the box. I remember thinking, 'Why is everyone finding this so easy? Why should the crayons be in the box?'

When I was 12, my feet were so small, I wore my sisters' glitter shoes. My dad would whoop me: 'You're not going to school now, you'll embarrass us!'

It's always a Catch-22 situation. They hate you if you're the same, and they hate you if you're different.

The line between good and evil is permeable and almost anyone can be induced to cross it when pressured by situational forces.

There have been situations where the people you're around have one vision for you, and it's like trying on a jacket that doesn't fit.

A woman's heart must be of such a size and no larger, else it must be pressed small, like Chinese feet; her happiness is to be made as cakes are, by a fixed recipe.

Where I'm from, they'll beat your head until it gets back down to normal size.

I always felt stupid at the skate park. Everyone else is just wiping out and getting hurt, but they didn't even have helmets and knee pads - and I'm over here looking like some kind of marshmallow. I felt so ridiculous.

My hair was always frizzy. I always wanted to be blonde with lovely straight hair. I was very skinny. I was quite tomboyish, just very quiet. I always wanted to fit in; I just couldn't.

I was one of those kids who kept trying on different skins in high school. I was very afraid to be myself around all of these kids, to really reveal any part of myself that was true, so I would try on different skins, try on different masks, hoping I'd hit on one that was cool or quirky or interesting enough that suddenly I would be OK.

You have to shrink yourself to fit into this little life with him.

No one expected the preacher's daughter to sin, but they sure would love to catch me at it.

Democrats want to fall in love; Republicans just fall in line.

I love being the bad guy, simply because I was always so responsible, so predictable growing up.

When you fall in love with the system, you lose the ability to grow.

There was a strange discrepancy between the reality of our lives as women and the image to which we were trying to conform, the image that I came to call the feminine mystique.

It is both an irony and an indictment of the feminine mystique that it often forced the unhappy ones, the ugly ducklings, to find themselves, while girls who fitted the image became adjusted 'happy' housewives and have never found out who they are.

Joanna nodded in agreement, not resisting, not putting up a fight of any kind.

She thought about Susan, who always acted big. In kindergarten there was no worse crime than acting big.

She wanted a grown-up to be wrong for a change. She was tired of the rightness of grown-ups.

Just as girls who have become interested in boys become disdainful of their friends still interested in dolls, the Black teens who are at the table can be quite judgmental toward those who are not. "If I think it is a sign of authentic Blackness to sit at this table, then you should too.

But unless they are walking actively in the opposite direction at a speed faster than the conveyor belt - unless they are actively antiracist - they will find themselves carried along with the others.