Quotes About Identity

It is one thing for you to say, 'Let the world burn.' It is another to say, 'Let Molly burn.' The difference is all in the name.

Man sees faces. Sees skin. Flags. Membership lists. Files." He took another large bite, ate it, and said, "God sees hearts.

What's that all about?" "Don't ask me," I told her. "I'm gay now.

What if . . ." I swallowed. "What if that's me, one day? What if that's what I'm like?" "There's a difference between you and him," Murph said. "Yeah?" She moved a bit, leaned down, and kissed my forehead. "Yeah. You've got me.

The only mirrors we have are other people.

I always thought I looked good in red and black, but as a rule I preferred that to be my clothes. Not my limbs.

He looks something like a Caucasian." "Impossible," I said. "He has rhythm and he can dance.

It is good that we cleared the air. Is there anything else you want to say?" I eyed the man and said, "You went blond. It makes you look sort of gay.

Mister Dresden. What happened to your face?" "It's always like this," I said. "I forgot to put on my makeup today.

Home, like love, hate, war, and peace, is one of those words that is so important that it doesn't need more than one syllable. Home is part of the fabric of who humans are. Doesn't matter if you're a vampire or a wizard or a secretary or a schoolteacher; you have to have a home, even if only in principle—there has to be a zero point from which you can make comparisons to everything else. Home tends to be it.

At five feet and small change, a hundred and not much, she didn't exactly look like a tough Chicago cop who could face down monsters and maniacs with equal nerve. Chicks like that aren't supposed to be blond or have a cute nose.

Wanna know a secret?" "Always." "Only the young think being called old is an insult," I said, still smiling. "I am what I am, regardless of what anyone calls it. No one can change it, regardless of what anyone calls it. And it mostly means that nothing has

He bared his teeth, white against his dark skin. "How long have you been a Wiccan?" "A what?" "A pagan. A witch." "I'm not a witch," I said, glancing out the door. "I'm a wizard." Sanya frowned. "What is the difference?" "Wizard has a Z.

Don't eat fruits or nuts. You are what you eat.

Their willingness to help others is arguably the single most important trait that defines them as Newfoundlanders. Today, it is an identity they cling to, in part, because it is something that cannot be taken away from them.

We're all Americans tonight.

You are placed on this earth to represent God.

The Christian life means putting off the character of the world and putting on the character of Christ.

Jesus reveals who He is through the living Word.

You are being fashioned into one of two images, either God's or the worlds. Make a choice!

Tell your parents the truth. A knot of fear settled in Ford's stomach. Tell them about you, you mean. That's one way to do it. But what if things don't work out for you and me? Dan blew out breath impatiently. So? You're still going to be gay, aren't you? I'm not gay. I never said that. Well, you may not be, but you sure fooled me a couple of times.

No group is worth joining if everybody is welcome.

What will I die with in my hand? A paintbrush (for houses), an M15 a hammer or ax, a book a gavel, a candlestick tiptoeing upstairs. What will I hold or will I be caught with this usual thing that I want to be my heart but it is my brain and I turn it over and over and over.

You don't have to become what you already are, which is a relief.