Quotes About Identity

The peer feedback she gives them is, Look in the mirror. I've got to tell you, you are not what Hitler meant by a master race.

the deeply held, sinister belief that perhaps HIV is physical evidence of our own unloveableness.

How we see ourselves and what we base our worth on are primary motivators throughout life.

In the early dusk of winter, Mercier climbed into an Opel with German plates. The young driver called himself Stefan and said he was from an emigre family that had settled in Besancon. 'In thirty-three,' he added. 'The minute Hitler took power, my father got the suitcases down. He was a socialist politicians, and he knew what was coming. Then, after we settled in France, the people you work for showed up right away, they've kept me busy ever since.

She wants to be flowers, but you make her owls. You must not complain, then, if she goes hunting.

Como el señor Keats, el poeta, convertiría el vagar sola y pálida en virtud. Tendría que hacerse alguien, y no la esposa de alguien

Y había decidido que Persia, la misteriosa y exótica Persia, era el sitio donde se convertiría en alguien, donde haría que la sociedad valorará su diferencia y no la excluyera por ella

What were they thinking, those little German children? Did they see animals when they looked at us, or people? I wasn't so sure myself anymore.

Maybe Horst really believed all that "might makes right" malarkey. Maybe he didn't like an Irish boy showing up the German "master race." Or maybe he was just a bleeding maggot.

Remember: You are no one. You have no name. You do not speak, you do not look at them, you do not volunteer for anything. You work, bot not so hard they notice you. Gizela. Zytka. Your parents, Oskar and Mina. They are dead and gone now, Yanek, and we would grieve for them if we could. But we have only one purpose now: survive. Survive at all costs, Yanek. We cannot let these monsters tear us from the pages of the world.

Sergeant Meredith was the one who'd taught him how to survive. Sergeant Meredith was the one who'd given him his nickname. Sergeant Meredith was the one who had listened when Ray had argued for the Okinawans. Sergeant Meredith was the one who had taught Ray how to grieve for the death of a soldier.

So, you're English?" Fritz asked. I bristled at the insult.

There was no letter in the Jewish stars though. No matter where we had come from, we had no country. We were only Jews.

Miss Hachi," he said. "Master Fungus." "Fergus.

The woman, early thirties with frosted brown hair,

when I slip into the past, I become it.

The independence of a nation springs from the independent spirit of its citizens

What makes a monster and what makes a man?

Behind this mask there is more than just flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea... and ideas are bulletproof.

Everybody is special. Everybody. Everybody is a hero, a lover, a fool, a villain. Everybody. Everybody has their story to tell.

Heard joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says, "Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says, "But doctor...I am Pagliacci.

You wear a mask for so long, you forget who you were beneath it.

Evey Hammond: Who are you? V: Who? Who is but the form following the function of what and what I am is a man in a mask. Evey Hammond: Well I can see that. V: Of course you can. I'm not questioning your powers of observation I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is

Jeremiah 1:5: "Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you; before you were born, I set you apart.