Quotes About Identity

When you close your eyes there is the breath, sensations, sounds, thoughts—where is "man" or "woman" except as an idea, a concept?

Who is Spain? Why is Hitler? Where are the Snowdens of yesteryear?

That's another thing that pisses me off about that Michelangelo statue of me in Florence. He's got me standing there uncircumcised! Who the fuck did he think I was?

You haven't got a chance kid,' he had told him glumly.'They hate Jews.' 'But I'm not Jewish,' answered Clevinger. 'It will make no difference,' Yossarian promised, and Yossarian was right. 'They're after everybody.

I'm a regular supra man

Being born with a sickly resemblance to Henry Fonda was the first of a long series of practical jokes of which destiny was to make Major Major the unhappy victim throughout his joyless life. Being born Major Major Major was the second

It isn't necessary to call me Father, the chaplain explained. I'm an Anabaptist.

Help him! Help who? Help the bombardier! I'm a bombardier. Help him, help him! Help who?

They couldn't him because he was Tarzan, Mandrake, Flash Gordon. He was Bill Shakespeare. He was Cain, Ulysses, the Flying Dutchman; he was Lot in Sodom, Dreirdre of the Sorrows, Sweeney in the nightingales among trees. He was miracle ingredient Z-247.

As far as I know, I'm the only Captain Yossarian I know, but that's only as far as I know.

E piciorul meu. - Ba nu e deloc piciorul tau! replica sora Cramer. Acest picior apartine guvernului SUA.

Ochelarii negri aveau rame mari, rosii. Mustata neagra falsa apartinea unui flasnetar multicolor si maiorul Major le-a purtat pe amandoua la un meci de baschet intr-o zi, cand a simtit ca nu-si mai suporta singuratatea.

They couldn't touch him because he was Tarzan, Mandrake, Flash Gordon. He was Bill Shakespeare. He was Cain, Ulysses, the Flying Dutchman; he was Lot in Sodom, Deirdre of the Sorrows, Sweeney in the nightingales among trees.

Once when Gold was visiting in Florida,his father drew him across the street just to meet some friends and introduced him by saying,This is my son's brother.The one that never amounted to much.

Why couldn't anybody understand that he was not really a freak but a normal, lonely adult trying to lead a normal, lonely adult life?

My balls are gone!

What is a country? A country is a piece of land surrounded on all sides by boundaries, usually unnatural.

Yossarian had done his best to warn him the night before. 'You haven't got a chance, kid,' he told him glumy. 'They hate Jews.' 'But I'm not Jewish,' answered Clevinger. 'It will make no difference,' Yossarian promised, and Yossarian was right. 'They're after everybody.

You began in a sperm cell as a strand of DNA that still doesn't know who you are.

There's no patriotism, that's what it is. And no matriotism, either.

Kai dvasios nebelieka, žmogus virsta šiukšle.

What is a country? A country is a piece of land surrounded on all sides by boundaries, usually unnatural. Englishmen are dying for England, Americans are dying for America, Germans are dying for Germany, Russians are dying for Russia. There are now fifty or sixty countries fighting in this war. Surely so many countries can't all be worth dying for.

As a man thinketh in his heart, so is he. Prov. 23:7.

What is your idea or feeling about yourself now? Every part of your being expresses that idea. Your vitality, body, financial status, friends, and social status represent a perfect reflection of the idea you have of yourself. This is the real meaning of what is impressed in your subconscious mind, and which is expressed in all phases of your life.