Quotes About Identity

Some people will always be animals, while the others want to be... people.

We were so young then, but by the sky father, I am not that young man who had never seen the swollen dead. I am khan. It is done and I would not change it." He clenched his fist, taking pleasure in his own strength. "I will not let another stand in my place.

There's something about Southern women that is so unique yet so universal. Strong southern women are allowed to be soft and feminine and have a sense of humor. But what I love about Southern women in particular is their universality.

Did you think I wouldn't know you? That I don't carry the imprint of you burned into my skin?" he demanded in a low, furious voice.

Once more she was her father's puppet. But it hadn't been a role of her choosing.

It's one thing to remember your roots, Sam. Helps us keep our balance. But don't let your roots become your excuse to be stuck.

It's one thing to remember your roots, Sam. Helps us keep our balance. But don't let your roots become your excuse to be stuck.

For some girls, our bodies are not immortal so much as expendable, we have punished them or wearied from dragging them around for so long and so we go wearing the brilliant plumage of the possibly freed by death.

Spiritual Practices In Hindu myth, Hanuman, servant of the god Ram, tells Ram: "When I don't know who I am, I serve you. When I know who I am, I am you." Can you see the evolution of your soul through service? How can you be the change you long to see in the world?

This is a key task of late life—to recognize early self-concepts and rejected parts, begin to repair them, and cultivate a broader, deeper sense of identity.

In late life, we can pose this question internally no matter what activity we are engaged in, whether we are quietly drinking a cup of tea, sitting in a noisy meeting, cooking a festive family dinner, or running a marathon. Our identity or self-sense at any moment can be rooted in ego or rooted in soul. It's not what we're doing but how we're doing—our state of mind—that makes the difference.

Self-Image and Self Development ? Experiencing more kindness and compassion toward yourself. ? Becoming more and more the person you want to be. ? Self-appreciation. ? Enough security to be open to feedback. ? Sense of equality with others. ? High self-esteem. ? Sense of identity. ? Personal integrity. ? More wholeness and balance. Other

Know thyself! That was the best joke ever perpetrated. A steaming universe of germ-cells, a maelstrom of animal forces, of which he himself, his personality, was only the collective gleam.

Language offers us a surprising, savage terrain full of pockets and peaks. Shakespeare invented words like crazy. Mark Twain wrote in dialect. Muhammad Ali rapped in rhythmic sentences. Junot Diaz mixes Spanish into his sentences like rum into fruit juice. Nicki Minaj spices her lyrics with slang.

Why do so many of us, when we sit down to write, sound like word processors rather than wordsmiths? Why do we spew the slogans of the consumer culture we work for, rather than sounding like the bards we want to be?

The technically incorrect It's me and That's me have been part of our DNA since as long as English has been recorded. There's something nice and low-key about them. Maybe we just crave a simple English equivalent of the French C'est moi .

There is no need why you should want me for a brother. I am German, I shall always be German. You do not like how I behave. Your brother, Midshipman Ginger, called me by names of contempt.Let me go, Herr Dym; let me go." Through the gloom he saw the Englishman's eyes looking at him, resolute and grave."Anthony", said Dym quietly, "it is just because you are my brother that I cannot let you go.

Love the art in yourself and not yourself in the art.

o que mais nos faz sofrer talvez seja justamente a relevância excessiva que atribuímos à nossa presença no mundo, pois essa relevância é a pedra de fundação de todas nossas obstinadas repetições, é graças a ela que insistimos em ser sempre "iguais a nós mesmos" (sendo que, no caso, essa expressão não tem um sentido positivo).

You've been trying to pretend to be a boy; you've sensed, rightly or wrongly, that your father would have preferred to have a boy, but there is nothing superior about being a boy. You be yourself, a beautiful woman with brains and knowledge, and be glad to be yourself. Then you will have a happy life.

But Alberta sat there wretchedly. God knows who put the words into her mouth. They were not her own. They were foreign to her, stupid words behind which she hid herself. Her own never saw the light of day, they died unborn or withered on her tongue and were born distorted. She was disabled, she was without the use of speech, she would die of muteness.

As has been long observed, men are people, but women are women.

No doubt the female self and the male self can be as useful as any other social identity in the right circumstances. But flexible, context-sensitive, and useful is not the same as "hardwired".

It just goes to show. There's ten people in the world and the rest is ghosts and mirrors.