Quotes About Identity

Why?" I asked. "What did you ever do to them?" Josek looked down at me. "I exist," he said softly.

If you spent your life concentrating on what everyone else thought of you, would you forget who you really were? What if the face you showed the world turned out to be a mask . . . with nothing beneath it?

the people you love can surprise you every day. That maybe who we are isn't so much about what we do, but rather what we're capable of when we least expect it.

Did you ever wonder who you would have been, if you hadn't become who you are?

Can a person not be two things at once?

In November, there were changes. My father came home one day with yellow stars, which we were to wear on our clothing at all times.

The person may have a scar but it also means they have a story.

I wish you could know what it feels like to find the missing piece of you, the thing that makes you stronger.

Loneliness is a mirror and it recognizes itself

If everyone else's opinion is what matters, then do you ever really have one of your own? One

It's called acting. It's not all that difficult to be the person people expect you to be. It's harder to remember who your really are.

What good was a personal victory to someone who'd spent her life losing herself for the greater good of everyone else? -Plain Truth

I'm not going to fit into that English courtroom. I'm going to stand out, with how I dress, and how I think, because I'm not English. I don't know about murder and witness and juries, but I do know how to fix things in my life when they're messed up. If you make a mistake and repent, you're forgiven. You're welcomed back. If you lie, and keep lying, there won't be a place for you. -Katie, Plain Truth

But I do go in for books. I love to own books. Though I read few books twice, I have filled every shelf in my house with books, have had more shelves made and filled those too. My books surround me like a cocoon. When I run my finger along the backs of my books they feel like the ribcage of an old familiar lover. Visit my shelves and you will learn much about me.

To buy something you punched in the vendor's credit number and the amount of purchase; the sum was automatically shuffled from your account to his. The machine was the size of a slender wallet and coded to your thumbprint.

I am; I was. I want to be.

It's different for girls.

I don't think I'm special. I want you to know that," Odile says sharply. "I don't think I'm better than everybody else.

You scan the cheering bleachers for the strange boy's face: handsome, reserved, with the eye patch, a little dramatic, a little scary. You finally find him sitting there in the middle of the sixth row. He is wearing a dark green army jacket and is staring back at you. He looks sad and beautiful, like a watercolor in a hospital room.

It would always be a put-on, high school or not, for the whole rest of the world, for the rest of our lives. You couldn't ever guess who someone was by the way they looked because, good or bad, the way they looked was always just a costume or an act. It was Halloween everyday, for most people anyway, just to feel like they weren't alone, to belong, just to keep being happy maybe.

And he says, "I'm trying to figure out what's wrong with me. And I think I realized that I'm average, that there's nothing remarkable about me. And I wanted to know if this is something other people think about.

Go to a goddamn priest if you wanna be lied to. I've seen too many of your kind slip back inside to fool myself. If you wanna think you're a new man, hell, that's fine. But don't think you're looking any different in anyone else's mind.

they couldn't abide the fact that the country was almost certainly founded by the Celts, who were just a little bit too close to the Irish for comfort.

While traveling in this highly idiosyncratic country, it became clear to me that the Scots did not like the English.