Quotes About Identity

Y'know, swearing is just part of who we are – we're forever effing and blinding.

In 1968, John Osbourne was an up-and-coming rock 'n' roll star,' I would say in this fake movie-announcer voice as I wandered around the house. 'In 1969, he was an up-and-coming garbageman.'

If you want to be a fucking individual, don't get a tattoo. Every fucker's got one these days.

A közkelet? tréfa szerint magyarnak lenni, illetve afféle kelet-, közép-, közép-kelet-európainak lenni – az pech. Ez a Hrabal azt mondja, így gondolta az író, hogy ez nem így van, nem pech, hanem tragédia, ide születni, az tragédia, sÅ't még ennél is több: komédia. Szóval dráma.

We're not saints, and we're not screwups. We're just...people.

At five minutes to eleven on the morning named he was at the station, a false beard and spectacles shielding his identity from the public eye. If you had asked him he would have said that he was a Scotch business man. As a matter a fact, he looked far more like a motor-car coming through a haystack.

One of the annoying things about believing in free will and individual responsibility is the difficulty of finding somebody to blame your problems on. And when you do find somebody, it's remarkable how often his picture turns up on your driver's license.

A very quiet and tasteful way to be famous is to have a famous relative. Then you can not only be nothing, you can do nothing too.

The weirder you're going to behave, the more normal you should look. It works in reverse, too. When I see a kid with three or four rings in his nose, I know there is absolutely nothing extraordinary about that person.

Actually, since I'm gay I think I should count for two guys instead of just one. I mean, in me you get the male point of view and you don't have to worry about me wanting to touch your boobies.

Gender preference does not define you. Your spirit defines you.

You are not my mother. You are a scary Snort!

Do you know what it's like to absolutely, positively, and wholeheartedly hate yourself? Let me say something nice (for a change): I hope not.

The human being...is a book reading itself.

I haven't been around here for long. Well... actually, I haven't been around anywhere for long. I don't know who I am, or what I'm here for. I know that Lord Umber's important, though. I've seen all the good things he's done. I know for sure the world needs him. I can't say that about me.

Not yet. I don't know what I'm so happy about. But it doesn't matter whether Ma agrees or not. I can make my own decisions. I'm a person, the same as the rest of you.

Do we dare to be ourselves? That is the question that counts.

But from each hollow of SpainSpain comes forth.

Well, youth is the period of assumed personalities and disguises. It is the time of the sincerely insincere.

What is a face, really? Its own photo? Its make-up? Or is it a face as painted by such or such painter? That which is in front? Inside? Behind? And the rest? Doesn't everyone look at himself in his own particular way? Deformations simply do not exist.

The people who make art their business are mostly impostors.

There are only two types of women: goddesses and doormats.

I am who Iam, I enjoy life in my own way and that is hell of a lot more than most people can say for themselves

Paul Andrew Hutton, director de la Western History Association, decía: «Crockett se ha vuelto parte de la autoidentificación como estadounidenses, y sugerir que no pereció en el verdadero estilo Hollywood era un puñetazo a sus frágiles psiques», y remataba diciendo que la versión heroica «ilustra el proceso de la fabricación comercial de un h