Quotes About Identity

Link Starbureiy and his handsome self.

My dad is my hero, and the only Black person I knew that wasn't a nigger.

You must be who you are - that which you tell yourself and what you've convinced others to believe.

But I know just what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head, like a face that I hold inside, face that awakes when I close my eyes, face that watches everytime I lie, face that laughs everytime I fall. (It watches EVERYTHING) ... But the face inside is hearing me, right beneath my skin.

Against my will I stand beside my own reflection

I want to find something I've wanted all along Somewhere I belong

I've become so numb, I can't feel you there. Become so tired, so much more aware. In becoming this, all I want to do, is be more like me. And be less like you.

The very worst part of you is me.

Forfeit the game Before somebody else Takes you out of the frame And puts your name to shame Cover up your face You can't run the race The pace is too fast You just won't last

Occasionally, for a fleeting, horrified moment, she caught a glimpse of herself. The shrill note in her voice. The stupid words. It was as if there were something heavy weighing on her tongue that had to be removed immediately—that expression, It's time I took matters in hand, uttered in such a phony way—and out of her mouth she plucked a big, shiny bug. And then another. And one more. Her mouth full of big, shiny bugs.

We're so quick to cut away pieces of ourselves to suit a particular relationship, a job, a circle of friends, incessantly editing who we are until we fit in.

When you're invisible, no one can see that you're different.

I was a misfit, but I think most teenagers feel that way. I don't care if you were a popular jock or the kid who spent his lunch hours in a stairwell reading a book, we all seem to have dealt with insecurities of one kind or another throughout our high school years.

Books and music saved me as a teenager because it was through them that I realized that I wasn't alone in my obsessive love for words and music.

That dichotomy between who she was and who she thought she should be was what really killed her.

Compromise is necessary ... so long as you never give up who you are. That isn't compromise; that's spiritual death. You have to remain true to yourself.

We're all made of stories. When they finally put us underground, the stories are what will go on.

A name can't begin to encompass the sum of all her parts. But that's the magic of names, isn't it? That the complex, contradictory individuals we are can be called up complete and whole in another mind through the simple sorcery of a name.

far noh mattah wat dey say, come wat may, we are here to stay inna Inglan, inna disya time yah...

I didn't want to be on the losing side. I was fed up with Jewish weakness, timidity and fear. I didn't want any more Jewish sentimentality and Jewish suffering. I was sickened by our sad songs.

Everybody wants me to be what they want me to be but I'm not happy when I try to fake it.

Why would affluence make him mad?" "Maybe he's mad that this is as good as it gets. Your big house. His good school. I think it's very difficult for kids these days, in a way. The country's very prosperity has become a burden, a dead end. Everything works, doesn't it? At least if you're white and middle class. So it must often seem to young people that they're not needed. In a sense, it's as if there's nothing more to do.

You restored me to the concept of home.

I have never in all my life considered you other people.