Quotes About Identity

The life you are trying to understand is identical with the 'you' that is trying to understand it.

If you've ever made change in the offering plate, you might be a redneck.

Nothing in life prepares you to be famous.

If you own a home with wheels on it and several cars without, you just might be a redneck.

No matter how you travel, it's still you going.

Remember me as I tried to be, not as I was." ~Urza, The Brother's War

No one listening [to Jones' sermons], even those who were the most devoted to him, could take it all in. But at some point each follower heard something that reaffirmed his or her personal reason for belonging to Peoples Temple, and for believing in Jim Jones. As Jonestown historian Fielding McGehee observes, "What you thought Jim said depended on who you were.

Manson liked to brag that prison was his daddy and the street was his mother.

Charlie was booked as "MANSON, CHARLES M., AKA JESUS CHRIST, GOD.

1.?What do we want to be known FOR? 2.?What are we known FOR?

All of that leads me to this: In order to ensure consistent growth, the goal of everyone in the organization should be to make the answers to "What do we want to be known FOR?" and "What are we known FOR?" match. This is also the most important challenge for any leader.

Shadows of what you'll become. Silhouettes.

You know who I am? Sure, Pony typed. You're the Queen of the Universe. Flattering, April responded. Wanna fill me in on you? They call me Pony. You're not bad... What do you want to know? … Who's the bad guy? You? Or me?

Like a bird handled by humans whose flock would not accept it back, Rob now wore the unwashable scent of the Ivy League.

In a world where income and possessions were limited, words represented dignity, pride, self-worth.

Where they lived, being known by this label [uppity] meant that you thought you were better than everyone else around you. That you deserved more, and that given the opportunity, you would leave this place behind without a second thought. There was shame in thinking like that.

half the generation already lost, the other half just trying to get home each day.

When she lost him, she lost not only her only child but all those decades of sacrifice—she lost her identity and her hope.

But a deeper transition affected people of color in this dazed context. Before course selections and extra-curricular sign-up sheets, before bags could even be unpacked in rooms, black students had to situate themselves within their own race. The process was complicated, conflicting, usually silent, highly fraught, and wholly invisible to their white classmates. Most of whom had never actively had to consider the role of race in their lives.

it was the nature of being a person, and everything they did—every single thing, in school or at home, with others or alone, conscious or unconscious, meaningful or nonsensical, every single thing—was geared toward discovering what exactly it meant to be a person. The meaning would always elude them, because elusiveness was in fact its very heart.

men and women who'd constantly filed through our common room, wearing hoodies and piercings—uniform in their aversion to uniformity—

The word "fronting" was important to Rob. A coward who acted tough was fronting. A nerd who acted dumb was fronting. A rich kid who acted poor was fronting. Rob found the instinct very offensive, and in college he saw it all around.

Niggers just like to start shit," he said. "They don't value human interaction, let alone human life. They're just stupid, period. They walk around, trying to act hard, trying to be bangers...That's all a nigger cares about: acting hard. Fronting." "What about the brothers?" I asked. This word felt much safer. "A brother's like me. He just wants to take care of his own and chill.

Watch Your Words Repeat anything often enough and it will start to become you.