Quotes About Identity

Everyone probably thinks that I'm a raving nymphomaniac, that I have an insatiable sexual appetite, when the truth is I'd rather read a book.

Fame is a form of misunderstanding.

I wouldn't have turned out the way I was if I didn't have all those old-fashioned values to rebel against.

This is who I am like it or not

Once you're a Catholic, you're always a Catholic—in terms of your feelings of guilt and remorse and whether you've sinned or not. Sometimes I'm wracked with guilt when I needn't be, and that, to me, is left over from my Catholic upbringing. Because in Catholicism you are born a sinner and you are a sinner all of your life. No matter how you try to get away from it, the sin is within you all the time.

One lonely star you don't know who you are.

There are no good girls gone wrong - just bad girls found out.

I'm no model lady. A model's just an imitation of the real thing.

People should recognize who you are and how you can act rather then how famous you are.

I don't have ugly ducklings turning into swans in my stories. I have ugly ducklings turning into confident ducks.

well. The term "frocky" was used a lot as a derogatory description for women that Eileen and Stephanie thought were dressing just to please male egos. Yet

The past is never really gone. It's always with us, shaping who we are.

You could say that an exile was a person who knew of a country that made all other countries seem strange.

Uno nunca está tan solo como cuando se es adolescente y tiene un secreto, nunca se duele tanto, nunca se despedaza por dentro más que a esa edad cuando en vez de formarse, uno se está rompiendo.

My scents for change are (and there's a lot of them, because there's a lot going on for me at the moment!): Pour Homme by Yamamoto On the Road by Timothy Han Santal Blanc by Serge Lutens Oud Wood by Tom Ford Dear Polly by Vilhelm La Flâneuse by Lucien Lechêne PM by the Great Eastern Fragrance Company Je t'aime Jane by Bella Freud No. 9 Benjoin by Prada Shalimar by Guerlain Original by Eight & Bob

As well as sniffing my mum's precious bottles, I loved squirting the perfume onto myself, so from a very young age I walked around in a rather overpowering haze of scent. My father started calling me Fragrant Cloud, after his favorite rose- hence the name of this blog.

He complained to me on one of our rides to school that there were too many Italian and Irish students at Fordham

Trump was neither Jewish nor Swedish; Fred Trump, a first-generation American born to German parents, had developed the habit of telling people the family was Swedish because they had so many Jewish tenants and, after World War II, he did not want to repel them. Donald perpetuated the fiction for many years.

You pass as a guy; I, as pregnant. Our waiter cheerfully tells us about his family, expresses delight in ours. On the surface, it may have seemed as though your body was becoming more and more "male," mine, more and more "female." But that's not how it felt on the inside. On the inside, we were two human animals undergoing transformations beside each other, bearing each other loose witness. In other words, we were aging.

Like many self-help books, The Deepest Blue is full of horrifyingly simplistic language and some admittedly good advice. Somehow the women in the book learn to say: That's my depression talking. It's not "me." As if we could scrape the color off the iris and still see.

Words change depending on who speaks them; there is no cure.

a man who thinks he is a king is mad, a king who thinks he is a king is no less so.

A becoming in which one never becomes, a becoming whose rule is neither evolution nor asymptote but a certain turning, a certain turning inward, turning into my own / turning on in / to my own self / at last / turning out of the / white cage, turning out of the / lady cage / turning at last.

Visibility makes possible, but it also disciplines: disciplines gender, disciplines genre.)