Quotes About Identity

In our society a man is known by the company he owns.

The two words that I've arrived at to describe what we all need to feel about ourselves, children and adults, in order to perceive ourselves accurately, are worthy and welcome. If you don't feel worthy and welcome, you really won't know what to do with yourself. You won't know how to behave in a world of other people. You won't think you deserve to get what you need.

The funny thing is that I write and I act a lot about being Jewish, but I don't really think about it as a regular person.

I manage to hide in my movies.

Theres no keepin up with the brother man I can spell my name in burnt rubber.

Im so cool even I want to be me.

I know my role and I play it well.

Since I be on TV I turn it on see me, hey Im so cool even I wanna be me.

You know the cops dont like us, because they wanna rock just like us.

Tell them to keep my name out their mouth, cause they dont know me.

Crazy muthaf-cka. I am one, but the crazy thing is, I began one.

Make the girls say my name like roll call.

Everybody know, I don't do no promoting. I don't ever have to promote nothing, that's the beauty of Lil Wayne.

I believe music should reflect yourself in some way and not just yourself at the given time. I feel that when you die or when you're going, someone's supposed to listen to that music and know everything about you. And I just try to get that across.

Jasper shook his head. "You're like Jekyll and Hyde." "A gentleman in the streets and a freak in the bed," Irina gasped through her laughter.

these were the experiences I wanted my son to remember. The mother I wanted him to know. The mother I wanted to be.

Hum Woh Engineer Nahi...

No hay literatura femenina. Hay hombres y mujeres que escriben".

We, the Hawaiian people, who are born from the union of Papahanaumoku and Wakea, earth mother and sky father, and who have lived in these islands for over 100 generations, will always have the moral right to the lands of Hawai'i now and forever, no matter what any court says.

People don't really want to know anything about you. They just want to put you into their little preordained slots. They decide what you are in the first two seconds, and they only get nervous or upset if you don't live up to their snap judgements. That's the only way the normal world's like the Real – it all depends on who people think you are. Figure that out, play to what they expect, and it's clear sailing.

Hi. I'm Dru Anderson. My father went way-out wack after my mom died and now he travels around hunting things that go bump in the night, killing things you can only find in fairytales and ghost stories. I help him out when I can, but most of the time I'm deadweight, even though I can tell you where anything inhuman in this town is likely to hang out. I'm skipping school because I won't be here in another three months. None of it goddamn well matters.

How had I managed to tie my boots? I didn't even remember getting dressed. I was out here in public at the mall. What was I wearing? Jeans. I could feel socks. I had my boots on. I plucked at the edge of my t-shirt and saw it was red. I was wearing Dad's spare Army jacket, and there was a heavy weight in the right pocket that had to be something deadly.

It was the same old crap-someone thinking they can push you around because you're young, because you're helpless. You had to just sit there and take it because you were under a certain number, because you weren't a real person yet; you could be picked up and dropped like a toy, left behind or thrown away-

I wondered what I'd end up looking like once I bloomed. I couldn't even guess. If I had to be stuck in my own skinny, gawky, coltish body forever… well. It probably wouldn't be so bad. I wouldn't mind a little more in the chest, though. But wild horses wouldn't drag that out of me. Ever.