Quotes About Identity

the average Russian peasant remains active and willing (rather than lazy) only so long as he wears a shirt and a peasant's smock; but that as soon as ever he finds himself put into a German tailcoat, he becomes awkward, sluggish, indolent, disinclined to change his vest or take a bath, fond of sleeping in his clothes, and certain to breed fleas and bugs under the German apparel.

And Petersburg was left without Akakii Akakievich, as though he had never lived there.

Ah! I--to you, Petrovitch, this--" It must be known that Akakiy Akakievitch expressed himself chiefly by prepositions, adverbs, and scraps of phrases which had no meaning whatever.

How dare you, I repeat, in disregard of all decency, call me a goose?

How, in fact, could a nose, which only yesterday was in the middle of his face, and which could not possibly walk around or drive in a carriage, suddenly turn up in a uniform!

His whole face tended towards the nose — it was what, in common parlance, is known as a "pitcher-mug.

I am who I am and that's who I am.

There's a spirit to the western people, that is unique in the world.

After it all, am still the weird father of your child.

Don't live a life you copy from others, it's definitely going to be complicated to you.

Trying to look through someone's life is an equivalent of looking at the mirror. You see nothing but the reflected image of yourself

Funny how you always called me Albert when I am not Albert. I answered all the same.

To emulate a vampire is to be a spectator disappearing into a spectator: we listen, talk, watch, without touching or becoming. because they glide on the margins of activity, Sandy Stone's vampires dissipate rigid structures of gender and received identity, freeing their acolytes to "celebrate the change, the passing forms.

You touch my soul, woman. You touch what I am, what I once was, and what I will be.

Labeled like parcels—Caroline Wendy Willow and Nicholas Peter Willow—only with no address to be sent to. None of them, not even the teachers, knew where they were going. "That's part of the adventure," Carrie's mother had said, and not just to cheer them up; it was her nature to look on the bright side. If she found herself in hell, Carrie thought now, she'd just say, "Well, at least we'll be warm .

Agatha didn't have an office of her own. She wrote her books wherever she found herself, so long as she had a table and a typewriter. Really, she didn't even think of herself as an author. Her primary occupation and identity was Married Lady.

It felt so good to be darling, being lost didn't matter.

I was kind of a jock in school. Beauty wasn't something I spent a lot of time on.

You are my life, but you are not my purpose.

I sang from my belly, from my intricate system of female parts, and from those sacs inside me that wouldn't show up on an ultrasound but held all the rocks and stones and broken glass of want and need I'd managed to collect in seventeen years.

Lulabell realized that to Beto, she was nothing more than an inventory of body parts and labor-intensive regional dishes.

Live where you are, not only where you think you should be. Otherwise, you will end up living nowhere." I

One of the luxuries of being obscure is that one no longer has a status to maintain.

The worst thing about that kind of prejudice... is that while you feel hurt and angry and all the rest of it, it feeds you self-doubt. You start thinking, perhaps I am not good enough.