Quotes About Identity

It may be that you will be happiest in the rat race; perhaps, like me, you are basically a rat.

Elliot? Your vampire's name is Elliot? What's his last name?' 'I don't know. He's never said. But even Elliot might not be his real name.' 'Why would anyone make up a name like that?

A woman's beauty is one of her great missions.

I love being famous. It validates that I have something to say.

During sex I fantasize that I'm someone else.

I'll speak for me, though it's hard for me to speak for myself because I don't know who I am

no one really knows anyone. That's the thing about relationships - people are always saying, "I want to know you, I want to know who you are." But it is so hard for anyone to even know themselves. Who I am is always changing, so how can anyone else share in that?

I always think that I'm still this 13-year old boy that doesn't really know how to be an adult, pretending to live my life, taking notes for when I'll really have to do it.

At some point, you're no longer growing up, you're aging. But no one can pinpoint that moment exactly.

I saw my father as a man, and not, as a man who was my father.

Dear little house that I have lived in, there is happiness you have seen, even before I was born. In you is my life, and all the people I have loved are a part of you, so to go out of you, and leave you, is to leave myself.

Sebagai republik yang merdeka, Indonesia berusia lima puluh tahun, tetapi kedengaran lebih mirip sebuah kekaisaran tak terkendali daripada sebuah negara bangsa modern.

Christa had quickly discovered one of the defining features of life as a foreigner in Japan and the reason it attracts so many misfits of different kinds: personal alienation, that inescapable sense of being different from everyone else, is canceled out by the larger, universal alienation of being a gaijin.

so then we had to find Jews to turn in so my father wouldn't die.

What if a tree fell in the forest and no one knew it's biological name? Did it exist?

Too often, small towns invaded by urban expatriates lose their character and physical beauty to overdevelopment.

Considers American Sign Language (ASL) to be the natural language of the Deaf culture and urges recognition of ASL as the primary language

The pre-Sixties reformist Left, insofar as it concerned itself with oppressed minorities, did so by proclaiming that all of us –– black, white, and brown –– are Americans, and that we should respect one another as such.

Sometimes I venture to call my soul my own

Then this travesty of manhood reascended to his feet, and said, whether speaking to me or to himself I could not tell

Robert Neville looked out over the new people of the earth. He knew he did not belong to them; he knew that, like the vampires, he was anathema and black terror to be destroyed. And, abruptly, the concept came, amusing to him even in his pain. ... Full circle. A new terror born in death, a new superstition entering the unassailable fortress of forever. I am legend.

I am a Jew a generation after the Holocaust. Poorer, my grandfather says, without a past, than he, who has no future.

I have a life. A real one. And not all of it is with you.

Are you a consumer or producer?