Quotes About Identity

Readers, censors know, are defined by the books they read.

the people--want to live in peace and to be loved for who they are, to fuck and be fucked. It means we are predestined by history to be the cuckolds of humanity...She betrayed us because we did not love her for who she is, without ulterior motives.

Things that are understood are not scandalized. Shock - scandal is basically fear. The scandal is, after all, the fear of losing one's personality. In short, the shocked person is uncertain, hence a conformist.

Bravo, ma per te sarà come un gioco, sarà come i ragazzini quando giocano a far gli indiani: farai l'indiano, ma i veri indiani siamo noialtri, veri operai e veri disoccupati; tu sarai sempre un indiano finto, ci avrai sempre papà con i suoi magazzini, di riserva, per tenerti su il morale, anche se, per puntiglio, ti lascerai morire di fame e il morale, nella disoccupazione, è tutto, bello mio.

The dark realization came to him that a difficult and miserable age had begun for him, and he couldn't imagine when it would end. [Puberty]

No me interesa lo in, no me obsesiona estar on, no cultivo lo cool, no me fascina lo fashion y mi único must es masturbarme; lo friki me da escalofríos. Lo trendy, temblores.

Women have been called queens for a long time, but the kingdom given them isn

For those who belong nowhere, and for those who belong to one place too much to belong anywhere else.

One of the great attractions of patriotism -- it fulfills our worst wishes. In the person of our nation we are able, vicariously, to bully and cheat. Bully and cheat, what's more, with a feeling that we are profoundly virtuous.

The author of the Iliad is either Homer or, if not Homer, somebody else of the same name.

I am I, and I wish I weren't.

I like being myself. Myself and nasty.

We are what they've made us, aren't we?

I've often thought that there isn't any "I" at all; that we are simply the means of expression of something else; that when we think we are ourselves, we are simply the victims of a delusion.

Every man and every woman is a star.

escribes poemas porque necesitas un lugar en donde sea lo que no es

porque yo no pedí nacer en forma de signo de interrogación

Esta manía de saberme ángel, sin edad, sin muerte en qué vivirme, sin piedad por mi nombre ni por mis huesos que lloran vagando.

she undresses in the paradise of her memory she is unaware of the fierce fate of her visions she fears not knowing how to name what does not exist

Cierra las puertas de tu rostro para que no digan luego que aquella mujer enamorada fuiste tú.

dice que no sabe del miedo de la muerte del amor dice que tiene miedo de la muerte del amor dice que el amor es muerte es miedo dice que la muerte es miedo es amor dice que no sabe

But, who is Death? A figure that harrows and wastes wherever and however it pleases. This is also a possible description of the Countess Bathory. Never did anyone wish so hard not to grow old; I mean, to die. That is why, perhaps, she acted and played the role of Death. Because, how can Death possibly die?

La miopía exalta la individualidad. Verme a mí perfectamente y a los otros como pobres seres borrosos.

I mourn myself; this is my right.