We must have sinned greatly, at some juncture long buried in our protozoic past, to deserve such a universe

I knew that (job) had to be a humbling role for my dad, but he never allowed it to become humiliating work.

Don't let what you thought you were yesterday keep you from becoming what you're meant to be today.

People resist a census, but give them a profile page and they'll spend all day telling you who they are.

And the supreme mystery was simply this: here was one room; there another. Did religion solve that, or love?

Foisting an identity on people rather than allowing them the freedom and space to create their own is shady.

In a world full of cynics, critics, and competitors, we get to choose instead to be cheerleaders for others.

Who you are; that is, who you choose to be — your identity, works in your life like an invisible hand.

I didn't know then that the mind, like the earth, has several layers: a crust, a mantle, a boiling core.

Maybe to feel superior in struggle was sensed, When people were aware to fight for identity.”- Near Kin

I'm not really sure which parts of myself are real and which parts are things I've gotten from books.

I would remind my countrymen that they are to be men first, and Americans only at a late and convenient hour.

That nagging state of constant thought that exists somewhere between the ears and behind the eyes is the self.

It is within science itself, and not in some prior philosophy, that reality is to be identified and described.

How do you know you are who you are? How do you know you’re not simply a clone of who you think you are?