There are times when I worry that I've already lost myself. That is, that my self is so inseparable from being with you that if we were to separate, I would no longer be. I save this thought for when...
I remembered his saying that I really only lived in the perceptions of others, and suddenly it seemed painfully true. I couldn't think of a time when I'd acted on my own, when I wasn't driven by my...
Male or female, what did it matter, really, when the body yearned?
Miriam came to consider Eliza a gosling born into a family of ducks, loved and accepted, but always and forever a goose.
You could be the perfect spy. All you need is a cause.
Oh, I don't know,
You can do terrible things when you don't know who you are...
And one more thing. About my name - Artemis - you were right. In London, it is generally a female name, after the Greek goddess of archery. But every now and then a male comes along with such a talent...
Another circumstance, too, worried me in those days: that there was no one like me and I was unlike anyone else. "I am alone and they are everyone," I thought–and pondered.
"Same here, Cap'n," Amos said. "I got a lot of past in my past."
And I love light. Perhaps you'll think it strange that an invisible man should need light, desire light, love light. But maybe it is exactly because I am invisible. Light confirms my reality, gives...
Names are strange and special gifts. There are names you give to yourself and names you show to the world, names that stay for a short while and names that remain with you forever, names that come...
When I think of identity, I think of our bodies and souls and the influences of family, culture, and community - the ingredients that make us. James Baldwin describes identity as "the garment with...
You don't have a home until you leave it and then, when you have left it, you never can go back.
How could he possibly explain himself to these people? They wanted to learn English for show - off social reasons, or to be able to read Aldous Huxley in the original. Whereas he had learned German...
I'd never been much of an athlete, due to a physical condition I'd had since birth {unathleticism}. Perhaps if there were a sport centered around lying on your couch in a neurotic stupor all day, I'd...
In the prosperous household of Sylvie's childhood, Cook was called 'Cook' but Mrs Glover preferred 'Mrs Glover'. It made her irreplaceable. Sylvie still stubbornly referred to her as Cook.
You're not dead, but you're not alive, either. You're a wintergirl, Lia - Lia, caught in between the worlds. You're a ghost with a beat
I shall be dark and French and fashionable and difficult. And you shall be sweet and open and English and fair. What a pair we shall be! What man can resist us?
I am a limitless series of natural disasters and all of these disasters have been unnaturally repressed.
But I wonder if there is a place I fit in?
I think you know if you're different,” he ventured. “I think you know if you're gifted. How could you not?” “You know if you feel set apart,” said Nanny, “but who doesn’t feel that?...
Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.
Our contradictions are never so to ourselves.
That was with me for years - feeling I wasn't myself. And I do think I wasn't my real self then. Of course, I'm not sure there is such a thing as a real self. You could ransack your innards looking...
Welty's instruction; that I'd had a concussion. That I hadn't
I told her that what was most important to me was not whether she loved a man or a woman, but that she loved and was loved well - that she experience passion, and the wonderful surprise of finding...
I'm a witch. It's what we do. When it's nobody else's business, it's my business.
In the dim light of Twinkle's glow, their skin colors lost in a common gray, they seemed alike, brethren come from the same mold. Entreri approved of that perception, but Drizzt surely did not.
My name is Sam Cortland … and I will not be afraid. I've been doing it for years.
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