Quotes About Conformity

I can't stand when I see people trying to be different for the sake of being different. It's just as bad as trying to fit in. Be you!

People consider being different good if it results in a personality that does not make them feel weird, and provides them enjoyment in some way. Being an introvert as your choice of different doesn't fit that criteria, unfortunately.

Being different is tough. That's why most people choose to be "normal." It's easier being different when you also have a lot of "normal" characteristics and features to balance out your weirdness.

The minute you start swimming with the stream is the minute when you get lost in the crowd.

Most of us spend our lives impersonating who we think people want us to be and in the process we become imposters.

That's the thing about being free spirited. Rules cripple you into absolute, abysmal pit of misery.

You can either be yourself and accept criticism and be happy or you can be someone else and be accepted by everyone else and be sad.

She's under the influence of society's lies, nothing you say will make her feel alright. Perfection must be reached, death or not. Her disorder has got ahold of her, it's tearing her apart.

The greatest prison people live in is the fear of what other people think..

Welcome to our society. You will be judged on what you wear, your taste in music, what you look like, and how you act. Enjoy your stay.

I tried to be perfect, I tried to be real, I tried to be myself but I end up being someone else.

When I was four they tried to test my IQ. They showed me a picture of three oranges and a pear. They asked me which one is different and does not belong, they taught me different was wrong.

I hate when people act a different way when they get around certain people.

You spend your whole life trying to fit in, and when you finally do, you realize that you are surrounded by the very people who held you down.

The price of being a sheep is boredom. The price of being a wolf is loneliness. Choose one or the other with great care.

What is right is seldom popular and what is popular is seldom right.

I wouldn't have turned out the way I was if I didn't have all those old-fashioned values to rebel against.

Is the something inherently queer about pregnancy itself, insofar as it profoundly alters one's normal state and occasions a radical intimacy with, and radical alienation from, one's body? How can an experience so profoundly strange and wild and transformative also symbolize or enact the ultimate confromity? Or is this just another disqualification of anyhting tied to closely to the female animal from the privileged term, in this case nonconformity or radicality?

She grows up feeling wrong, out of place, too dark, too tall, too unruly, too opinionated, too silent, too strange. She grows up with the awareness that she is merely tolerated, an irritant, useless, that she does not deserve love, that she will need to change herself substantially, crush herself down if she is to be married. She grows up, too, with the memory of what it meant to be properly loved, for what you are, not what you ought to be.

Aged sixteen, is what she sees first. Then: Insists on keeping her hair long. Iris reads the whole document from beginning to end, then goes back and reads it again. It ends with: Parents report finding her dancing before a mirror, dressed in her mother's clothes.

She never liked school. The work she enjoyed, the lessons and the teachers. If only school could be just that. But the shoals of girls, forever combing and recombing their hair and snickering behind their hands. Insufferable, they were.

Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony

And I implore those who hide behind the high sounding phrase called tradition, to realise that they throw this word around only to mask their unwillingness to change - Mahesh Bhatt

Those who survive are those who do not defy the gravity of others. And those who desire even a moment of freedom, find themselves hurled into space, doomed to crash with some unknown force. I no longer desire that freedom. I move, just move. Without meaning.