Quotes About Identity

who has two women loses his soul. But he who has two homes loses his mind.

I think I liked you better when you were a contract killer.

nom de guerre

I can be whoever you want me to be: CIA, FBI, DIA, an agency so fucking secret you've never heard of it before." -Gabriel Allon

To Pakistan? Or Afghanistan? Or Wherever-the-fuck-istan?

Jews don't camp...The last time the Jews went camping, they spent forty years wandering in the desert.

In the online age, it was more important to live out loud than to live with dignity.

To be honest with you, I've always felt a little Jewish." "You have an aversion to shellfish and German opera?" "I was speaking in a spiritual sense." "You're a professional assassin, Keller.

The Germans are fond of saying that only Austria could convince the world that Beethoven was an Austrian and Hitler was a German.

Stories make it possible for us to be human.

You are your stories. You are the product of all the stories you have heard and lived—and of many that you have never heard. They have shaped how you see yourself, the world, and your place in it.

We don't just treasure our memories; we are our memories

uno viaja siempre con el niño que fue.

hijo de gato caza ratones...siempre y cuando sepa que es hijo de gato.

How do you know when it's me?" "Your footsteps are apologetic?" "What does that mean?" She turned, smiling wiping her hands on her long, black skirt. "It doesn't mean anything," she said. "Everybody else here just does what they want to do and doesn't think twice about it. But you're never sure.

Who the *&^$* is "Paolo"?

One country, one constitution, one destiny.

I shall know but one country. The ends I aim at shall be my country, my God & Truth. I was born an American; I live an American; I shall die an American.

I was born an American; I will live an American; I shall die an American.

Mr. President, I wish to speak today, not as a Massachusetts man, nor as a Northern man, but as an American. I speak for the preservation of the Union. Hear me for my cause.

I ain't shit! I ain't shit! shouts your brain, and this place proves the point.

Ree sat chilled inside her squat tent. To occupy her mind, she decided to name all the Miltons: Thump, Blond, Catfish, Spider, Whoop, Rooster, Scrap… Lefty, Dog, Punch, Pinkeye, Momsy… Cotton, Hog-jaw, Ten Penny, Peashot…

I reckon I always had been huntin' for a place to plant my feet and go down swinging.

No matter how good the justification, I still see all the identities that divide human beings along racial or national lines as prisons. I'm not about to give artificial categories and man-made borders the right to limit my ties with other human beings and dictate what values I should or should not embrace.