I'm learning quickly, once you quit one thing, it gets easier and easier just to leave situations rather than deal with shit.

Now I feel free, and hope is creeping back. Maybe because I'm paying attention to what I have rather than what's missing.

So now, when I look back, all I see is who we used to be and who we are now. And I wonder how anybody can recognize anyone at all.

Peter." The fine hair along her spine rising, Vicky could feel the power in a name. This is who you are, it said. Come back to us.

Art is timeless. Hold firm to your identity in Christ. Don't lose sight of the main vine. Live your life and do what you love.

Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice."[Stanford University commencement speech, 2005]

Lovers are not snails; they don't have to protrude from their shells and meet each other halfway. Meet me within your own self.

I kept waiting for the part where I’d finally know who I was — some flashing, neon moment of relief, but it never came.

It's okay not to fit into society's limited mental box. It's okay to be you if society doesn't have a label for it.

An ID number is only there to 'identify' human beings. Use it to assume people’s intellect or wisdom at your own risk.

The more you make your thoughts (beliefs) into your identity, the more cut off you are from the spiritual dimension within yourself.

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.

Self-awareness is probably overrated. A complex, self-regulating system doesn't need it in order to be successful, or even smart.

I'll never suppress my identity -- that's like filing away your fingerprints so the money can slide into your pockets easier.

I have forsaken her for a place I will never belong, but will always remain under her spell, forever to be, a child of my motherland.