Quotes About Identity

Art tranacends all other professions due to its sheer ownability by one and all driving the audience into an egoless state, uniting cultures and binding relations since eternity! As an artist, we belong to a religionless religion, no wonder we love dissolving our identities to create a cosmic identity!

Art transcends all other professions due to its sheer ownability by one and all driving the audience into an egoless state, uniting cultures and binding relations since eternity! As an artist, we belong to a religionless religion, no wonder we love dissolving our identities to create a cosmic identity!

Beware of your thoughts, for they are not YOU!"

Only he qualifies to be an INDIVIDUAL, who has created an IMAGE for himself, in tune with his INTRINSIC NATURE, for majority only succumb to the human stupidity and perish!

Sagittarians are aliens disguised as Humans!

Taking pride in your own worthiness makes you unworthy!

The best part of life is when you are 'YOU' without any mental or psychological make-up.

There is a constant conflict between What you're and What I think YOU ARE!"

To love you as you are, you must first know what you're!

We live in a strange world where people don't try to know who we are, rather they go by, what they think we are!"

Your EGO feeds on the volume of the mental clutter, the greater the intensity the more crystallized is your EGO. Man dominates and exherts his mental superiority over others. Be Aware! Stop Mental Clutter, Kill EGO, Be YOU!

every being loves ther own self more than anything else, for this is only natural. We love our children and our wealth only because we think of them as parts of ourselves, as belonging to us. Thus men never love their children, the homes or their gold as much as they do their own bodies, their selves. For these are never entirely identified with the self, but only perceived as belonging to the self.

The ego is the maya. Now, what is maya? It's the sense of personal doership.

Do you think that a billion people knowing your face makes you special? It doesn't.

In a secret barracks on the outskirts of Shanghai, three dozen identically faced men moaned uneasily in their sleep, tossed and turned from side to side. They dreamt of violence. They dreamt of fire. They dreamt of death. They woke in a ripple of consciousness. Their mother had died. Their mother was in danger. They rose as one, checked their weapons, checked their bodies. Somewhat calmed by this, they returned to their bunks and eventually to sleep. Their mother might need them soon.

Esta España de ahora, que vive como si estuviera de más en el mundo, no es sino la sombra de aquella otra que fue el brazo de Dios en la tierra

One way to avoid what has already been done is to be true to yourself.

There is far more to us than what we live.

I wear my politics like hand-me down clothes: some bits feel like they don't fit me properly, but I expect I'll grow into them, trusting that because they're from my parents they've come from a good source.

But what's the good of being true to your religion on the outside, if you don't change what's on the inside, where it really counts? I've been kidding myself. Putting on the hijab isn't the end of the journey. It's just the beginning of it.

I've been injected with the formula for confidence and butt kicking. Not in spite of my hijab but because of it Because I want to prove to everybody that it's just a piece of material and that I'm here, representing my school, supporting my team, kicking some serious rear ends.

And it's when I'm standing there this morning, in my PJs and a hijab, next to my mum and my dad, kneeling before God, that I feel a strange sense of calm. I feel like nothing can hurt me, and nothing else matters.

there is more to this hijab than the whole modesty thing. These girls are strangers to me but I know that we all felt an amazing connection, a sense that this cloth binds us in some kind of universal sisterhood.

Too many people look at it as though it (the hijab) has bizarre powers sewn into its microfibers. Powers that transform Muslim girls into UCOs (Unidentified Covered Objects), which turn Muslim girls from an 'us' to a 'them.