Belkide hepimiz bize öğretilenlere bakarak ya da hayattan seçtiklerimizle kendimize bir kimlik yaratıyoruz. Herkesin beğeneceği, herkesin seveceği, herkesin övgülerle karşılayacağı birini yaratıyoruz içimizdeki pek çok kimlikten.Sonra içimizdekilerden biri bir gün gelip ortaya çıkıyor ve o...

… instead of spelling stories you spread silence, which was outside the alphabet.

Sleep my little baby-ohSleep until you wakenWhen you wake you’ll see the worldIf I’m not mistaken…Kiss a loverDance a measure,Find your nameAnd buried treasure…Face your lifeIts pain, Its pleasure,Leave no path untaken.

Lydon Johnson realized he really was President, that his identity had changed by President Kennedy’s shocking death, when aides who had been like family to him minutes before, stood in his presence on Air Force...

If you try to view yourself through the lenses that others offer you, all you will see are distortions; your own light and beauty will become blurred, awkward, and ugly. Your sense of inner beauty...

We cannot tell that we are constantly splitting into duplicate selves because our consciousness rides smoothly along only one path in the endlessly forking chains

Everything is music for the born musician.

Performancism is the mindset that equates our identity and value directly with our performance and accomplishments.

O bliss of the collector, bliss of the man of leisure! Of no one has less been expected and no one has had a greater sense of well-being than… a collector. Ownership is the most...

Sleep is where we touch what is better left unexamined. There, the whole of life is bundled up, dwindled. There the carefully hoarded and enjoyed personality, our only treasure and at the same time our...

We know from myths and fairy tales that there are many different kinds of powers in this world. One child is given a light saber, another a wizard’s education. The trick is not to amass...

come hither” to be reason enough to go.

Alan, you seem to think we won’t like you unless you do things just like everyone else. Have you ever thought we might like you because you’re different?

Just after my mother died, I grabbed hold of my Divergence like it was a hand outstretched to save me. I needed that word to tell me who I was when everything else was coming...

Doctors know nothing. Well. That’s kind of unfair. Let’s just say the world is unpredictable. Science is unreliable. It can’t tell you who you are or what you’ll want or how you’ll feel. All these...

Dissociation is characterized by a disruption of usually integrated functions of memory, consciousness, identity, or perception of the environment.

Never try to do anything that is outside of who you are. A forced smile is a sign of what feels wrong in your heart, so recognize it when it happens. Living a lie will...

It’s my diary”, she’d explained. “Every mark I’ve had drawn on my skin connects me to where and who I’ve been- so I never forget who I am and how I got here.”There was humour...

I am a writer and always was; being a writer is an integral part of my identity. Being published, being well regarded, is a component of that identity.

Time doesn’t age you; experience does.

When you let go of the belief that you should or need to know who you are, what happens to confusion? Suddenly it is gone. When you fully accept that you don’t know, you actually...

Society is a collection of selves perpetuating their myth.

Most whites do not have a racial identity, but they would do well to understand what race means for others. They should also ponder the consequences of being the only group for whom such an...

We can spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or insane. Saints or sex addicts. Heroes or victims. Letting history tell us how good or bad we are. Letting our...

A poem must be authentic. It could be flowery, it could have the most brilliant metaphor, it could be bursting with onomatopoeia and alliteration, assonance and consonance, hyperbole and paradox, from every end, it could...

There’s this thing about shadows.They mimic us. They are a constant reminder of the fact that we are not alone, we are never alone.They follow and they obey much like a disciple and his teacher....

Each of us comes into being knowing who he is and what he is supposed to do.’ … ‘Small children know,’ Leto said. ‘It’s only after adults have confused them that children hide this knowledge...

Oh honey, have you learned nothing from these plays? Ain’t such a line between faking and being.

The Complete Work is essentially dramatic, thought it takes different forms – prose passages in this first volume, poems and philosophies in other volumes. It’s the product of the temperament I’ve been blessed or cursed...

No one knows who they are more than someone who changes their identity (before I became a farmer, I was a leadership coach).

I find it really fascinating that while in an attempt to look beautiful we tend to go for what’s easily acceptable.But when it comes to portraits, it is only our facial flaws that make that...

The gaze of others is quite without indulgence for our defects and that of Mantegna is pitiless. I am grateful to him. Harshness, in the realm of the arts, is a virtue, and it is...

The dictionary says my identity should be all about being separate or distinct, and yet it feels like it is so wrapped up in others.

Was I like honey thinking it’s a small bear, not realizing the bear is just the shape of its bottle? -Cheryl

It’ll be no use their putting their heads down and saying “Come up again, dear!”I shall only look up and say “Who am I then? Tell me that first, and then,if I like being that...

Centuries of social conditioning has created a generational fear among women of being perceived as masculine.This is where all the shaming and labels come into play, which perpetuate the oppression of girls and women. As...

With false names, on the right nets, they could be anybody. Old men, middle-aged women, anybody, as long as they were careful about the way they wrote. All that anyone would see were the words,...

What we love we are.

It’s like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.

And I wasn’t playing a role – I was trying to be myself.But the harder I was striving, the more I was realizing that I had probably lost that ‘myself’ somewhere between two perfectly performed...

I don’t think that you should have to wait until after your identity has been compromised to do something.

I’ve triedto become someone else for a while,only to discover that he, too, was me.

We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others, that in the end, we become disguised to ourselves.

Viral videos aren’t just about being funny. They’re about identity creation.

[I]f we feel that creation does not express purpose, it is impossible to find an authorization for purpose in our own lives.

Feelings are something you have; not something you are.

I am the sole author of the dictionary that defines me.

Aku bukan nasionalis, bukan katolik, bukan sosialis. Aku bukan buddha, bukan protestan, bukan westernis. Aku bukan komunis. Aku bukan humanis. Aku adalah semuanya. Mudah-mudahan inilah yang disebut muslim. Aku ingin orang menilai dan memandangku sebagai...

Travel if you wish, taste strange dishes, gather experience in dangerous activities, but see that your soul remains your own. Do not become a stranger to yourself, for you are lost from that day on;...

Good Being is knowing who in fact we are; and in order to know who in fact we are, we must first know, moment by moment, who we think we are and what this bad...