Quotes About Identity

Stripped of monarchy and magic spells, he was just a man in a mad world looking for the girl who shared his heart.

Which makes us. . ." ". . . blessedly unrelated," Rumbold finished.

killed Mason and four of his men along the way. Salome had barely contained the aftermath. She knew Wells would keep coming. But did he know who she was? That Duberman was behind her? She'd spoken to

the reason he had known about Islam long before he studied the religion at Dartmouth. He was one-quarter Muslim by birth. Noor had

You ever hear that expression 'If it looks like a duck and it quacks like a duck, it's probably a duck'?

sweating like demons they scream through our speakers, but we leave the sound on cuz silence is harder and no one's the killer and no one's the martyr. The world that has made us can no longer contain us.

Failure, it will happen. Disappointment, it will happen. It's part of your life and you can't let it go without confronting it. Confront failure because this is how you find yourself. This is where you understand who you are.

To win the FA Cup at Wembley made the good times roll. But on the morning after our victory, one newspaper declared: 'OK, you've proved you can win the FA Cup, now go back to Scotland.' I never forgot that.

It's easier to fake it. When you fake it for sixteen years, it becomes part of you, something you don't think about.

Is it enough to be a princess, when being a princess means nothing?

If you're not a hero, does that make you a villain?

But it's not enough. I don't look human. If I went outside, people would scream at the sight of me. Looks matter to most people. That's reality in the world." "Not my world." I petted Pilot. "I like your world, Will, but it doesn't have a very big population. I'm going to let her go.

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The thing about Sarah was, she always did what I wanted her to do. Always. And that was because she was me, and I was her. She never disappointed me. She always showed up. Wyatt disappointed me precisely because he was real. He was a real boy who could not climb my tower in the slippery rain.

It's intriguing. I've always felt like a freak myself. But what would it be like, to wear my freakishness on the outside, to have it be obvious to the world?

The word felt good, liberating. So, I repeat it. "Fuck." Then, again. And again. Because it made me someone else, someone normal and happy, someone who used words like that, like St. John. I repeated it, over and over until she walked away, wounded. Then, I was glad. And still, I kept repeating it, because that was the only thing that kept me from crying.

I tell him the ugly duckling grew up to be a huge asshole." "Why?

I inhaled again. Probably better to dream. The rest of the night, I took tickets and picked up discarded cups and tried not to pay attention to Kyle laughing, Kyle talking, Kyle being crowned dance royalty. I mean, it's too pathetic to be stalking the popular guy. But I enjoyed watching him. He was so opposite the way I was, so full of life and energy, and yet, I knew he and I were alike deep down. Deep down, we were both lonely. He was just better at hiding it.

she danced in the shadowy moonlight, and it felt good to be bad for once, really bad and get away with it, good to be someone else.

This is who I am. This is what I love. This is who I am. I know that I can do it, and it's what I want to do more than anything. And I realize I have to do anything I can to make it happen, even if it means leaving other things behind.

Kate realized all these girls were strange in their own way. Maybe everyone was.

It's hard when you lose someone. I've had it happen. It changes your world, everything, but it doesn't change who you are. People who are heroes are still heroes. They may get more heroic. People who are the opposite—well, watch out.

beautiful; I was smart, but that was never enough, never what I wanted. I was nice, and no one cared. I was a lot of things, but beautiful? Not me.

L'apparence compte, pour la plupart des gens. Telle est la réalité du monde