Quotes About Identity

She knew herself, how she had slowly, over years, become a cat, a wolf, a snake, anything but a girl. How she had wrung out her girlhood like death.

It occurred to me that at one point it was like I had two diseases - one was Alzheimers, and the other was knowing I had Alzheimers.

In me didst thou exist-and, in my death, see by this image, which is thine own, how utterly thou hast murdered thyself.

Are you the sum total of your worst acts?

Dictatorship is a story about death of others who turn out to be you coincidently.

If we lose our memory, we lose ourselves. Forgetting is one of the symptoms of death. Without memory we cease to be human beings.

To have had fame, even very minor fame, and to have lost it, got older and maybe put on a little weight is a kind of living death.

I can't turn on the television without seeing me, or open the newspaper without seeing me and, honestly, I'm sick to death of me.

Being pigeonholed is the death of all actors.

Death is the tax the soul has to pay for having a name and a form.

He is always becoming, and if it were not for the contingency of death, he would never end.

Renunciation means death of false ego.

I'm a prodigal son. The black sheep of a white flock. I shall die on the gallows.

Departure beyond the borders of my country is for me equivalent to death.

I would prove to you that being different isn't a death sentence but a call to arms.

I must fight unto the death the unholy attempt to impose British methods and British institutions on India.

Something was wrong with a world where people came and went so easily.

Anyhow, I took out my glasseye to sleep, and when I woke up I couldn't remember where I'd put it.

Well," I said, "after years and years of painting ourselves opaque, this carries us straight back to when we were sure we were transparent." "Is that it?" "Maybe. Who knows.

I don't give the same credibility to my being that other people give to theirs. Everything feels acted.

See, American boyfriend? Eventually I am not so stupid a Croatian Catholic shiksa woman. I even learn to say 'ain't.

Anonymous inanely stupid letter,' he said. 'Who has ever sent me an anonymous letter? Who capable of rational thought sends anyone an anonymous letter?

What's 'the shit'?" "The picture we have of one another. Layers and layers of misunderstanding. The picture we have of ourselves. Useless. Presumptuous. Completely cocked-up. Only we go ahead and we live by these pictures. 'That's what she is, that's what he is, this is what I am. This is what happened, this is why it happened—

I never again want to hear that self-admiring voice of yours or see your smug fucking lily-white face.