Quotes About Identity

Siempre fui un nadie bien definido cuya mayor ansia fue ser un alguien indefinido.

In fact, it wasn't Cagney so much as Richard Widmark that he secretly imagined himself as, especially in the part of  Harry Fabian in Night and the City, which he had seen four times and

I was estranged from myself and all that I had once supposed I was. My life up to now had only the weightless density of a dream. When I thought about my past it was like thinking of what someone else had been, someone I had never met but whose history I knew by heart. It all seemed no more than a vivid fiction.

We have had quite a time of it, quite a time. I move, when I move, in a daze of bafflement. It's as if I had been standing for all my life in front of a full-length mirror, watching the people passing by, behind and in front of me, and now someone had taken me roughly by the shoulders and spun me about, and behold! There it was, the unreflected world, of people and things, and I nowhere to be seen in it. I might as well have been the one who died.

To, ?e tu jestem, wynika po prostu z potrzeby, ?eby nigdzie nie by?.

ByÅ'em zawsze wyró?niajÄ…cym siÄ™ nikim, którego bezwzglÄ™dnym ?yczeniem byÅ'o sta? siÄ™ niewyró?niajÄ…cym siÄ™ kimÅ›.

I have achieved nothing, nothing. I am what I always was, alone as always, locked in the same old glass prison of myself.

Unhappily, things get clearer as we go along. I perceive that I have no body. What's less, I've been speaking of myself without delight or alternative as self-consciousness pure and sour; I declare now that even that isn't true. I'm not aware of myself at all, as far as I know. I don't think. . . I know what I'm talking about.

The story of your life is not your life. It is your story.

One reason for not writing a lost-in-the-funhouse story is that either everybody's felt what Ambrose feels, in which case it goes without saying, or else no normal person feels such things, in which case Ambrose is a freak.

In sum I'm not what either parent or I had in mind. One hoped I'd be astonishing, forceful, triumphant—heroical in other words. One dead. I myself conventional. I turn out I.

What was your name before that?" I asked. "Frank," she said.

Some scholars believe there have been approximately two billion Christians on this earth from the time of Jesus's resurrection until this day. The chances are very slim, but if it so happens that you're the least of those two billion believers, you're still greater than John the Baptist—which means you're greater than Daniel. The questions that now arise are, do you really know who you are?

Jesus never used the benefits of the kingdom to entice people to follow him. When he called Peter, James, John, and the others, it wasn't follow me for what I can do for you, it was follow me for who I am.

The people I see from my window. In the huts, in the distance. They're all dressed the same.' 'Ah, those people,' said Father, nodding his head and smiling slightly. 'Those people...well, they're not people at all, Bruno.' Bruno frowned. 'They're not?' he asked, unsure what Father meant by that.

It reminds me of how grandmother always had the right costume for me to wear. You wear the right outfit and you feel like the person you're pretending to be.

You were never a real Avery," he hissed. "You know that, don't you?" "I do," I said. "But Christ on a bike, you came close. You came damned close.

And who decided which people wore the striped pajamas and which people wore the uniforms?

It was a difficult time to be Irish, a difficult time to be twenty-one years of age and a difficult time to be a man who was attracted to other men. To be all three simultaneously required a level of subterfuge and guile that felt contrary to my nature.

Those people... well, they're not people at all, Bruno

It occurs to me that even though Zoya and I are both still alive, my life is already over. She will be taken from me soon and there will be no reason for me to continue without her. We are one person, you see. We are GeorgyandZoya.

I think perhaps the adults we become are formed in childhood and there's no way around it.

Pavel is not a doctor any more, Bruno' said Maria quietly. 'But he was. In another life. Before he came here

We're none of us normal. Not in this fucking country.