Quotes About Conformity

Asking questions, demanding explanations—these things always led to trouble. The moment a girl learned how to talk, she was told not to.

This world, the people in it - my mother, Tantine - they sort us. Put us in crates. You are an egg. You are a potato. You are a cabbage. They tell us who we are. What we will do. What we will be." "Because they're afraid. Afraid of what we could be," Tavi said. "But we let them do it!" Hugo said angrily. "Why?" Tavi gave him a rueful smile. "Because we're afraid of what we could be, too.

Davis is naturally a sweet-natured person.He's just been hanging around Nick and Gavin too long.Its a wonder they don't have him stealing candy from babies, or blasting rap music out of his car stereo in front of the retirement home.

When does a fake Mohawk become a real Mohawk? Who decides? How do you know if it's happened?

Why did people have to pretend to be what they already were?

She was 'clean': no piercings, tattoos or scarifications. All the kids were now. And who could blame them, Alex thought, after watching three generations of flaccid tattoos droop like moth-eaten upholstery over poorly stuffed biceps and saggy asses?

There is nothing original about human behavior.

The photos on her page had not done justice to the arresting, wide-eyed symmetry of her face, the radiant shine of her hair. She was 'clean': no piercings, tattoos or scarifications. All the kids were now. And who could blame them, Alex thought, after watching three generations of flaccid tattoos drop like moth-eaten upholstery over poorly stuffed biceps and saggy asses?" (p. 314)

She was clean": no piercings, tattoos, or scarifications. All the kids were now. And who could blame them, Alex thought, after watching three generations of flaccid tattoos droop like moth-eaten upholstery over poorly stuffed biceps and saggy asses?

The more we feel compelled to keep explaining ourselves, the less like others we become.

But May Amelia, Miss EcEwing says, Proper Young Ladies don't go gallivanting around the world on ships. Well I sure ain't no Proper Young Lady Miss McEwing, you can ask any of my brothers here. And every child starts laughing and Wilbert laughs so hard he falls off his chair. Miss EcEwing tries to look serious, but finally her eyes crinkle merrily and she laughs too.

Blend in. don't make waves. Don't look up.' That was the mantra I lived by. But not today.

I'm trying out Theodore Finche, '80s kid, and seeing how he fits. I fish through my desk for a cigarette, stick it in my mouth, and remember as I'm reaching for my lighter that Theodore Finch, '80s kid, doesn't smoke. God, I hate him, the clean-cut, eager little prick.

It's easy to give everyone what they want. What's expected. The problem with doing this is you lose sight of where you truly begin and where the fake you, the one who tries to be everything to everyone, ends.

The sinful heart is never transformed by conformity to the imperatives but only by relationship with the One who cleanses hearts.

Oh, the fools, like a lot of good little schoolboys, scared to death of anything they've been taught is wrong!

They have so smothered me in their middle-class refinement that I don't know how there can be any blood left in my veins. I lowered my eyes, put on a dismal, silly expression, just like them; I was just as dead-and-alive as they were.

Todas las novedades que la bullen a V. en esa cabecita revolucionaria... serán muy buenas en otros países de Europa o del Nuevo Mundo; lo serán tal vez aquí en mil novecientos ochenta; lo que es ahora... ¡desdichada de V. si se obstina en ir contra la corriente!

I'm not going to act the lady among you, for fear I should starve .

How dreary — to be — Somebody! How public — like a Frog — To tell one's name — the livelong June — To an admiring Bog!

They shut me up in Prose – As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet – Because they liked me still – Still! Could themself have peeped – And seen my Brain – go round – They might as wise have lodged a Bird For Treason – in the Pound –

435 Es la mucha Locura la mayor Sensatez- Para un Ojo sagaz- Mucha Sensatez-es Locura absoluta- Es la Mayoría En esto, como en Todo, prevalece- Asiente-y serás cuerdo- Disiente-y de inmediato serás el peligroso- Y te pondrán Cadenas-

Asiente—y serás cuerdo— Disiente—y de inmediato serás el peligroso— Y te pondrán Cadenas—

lucy went along with her mother because ginny wanted her to, because lucy felt it was what girls did with their mothers - watch in silence as, under the cones of dryers, mothers fell out of listening range and into the distance.