There are people out there who wear hoodies, have tattoos and piercings, look crazy, but inside they have huge hearts.

People always tell me I'm an anomaly or an outlier. I'm just me.

I'm a reclusive weirdo.

And just because God attains and wins and finds this uniqueness, all our lives win in our union with him the individuality which is essential to their true meaning.

The state and the church seldom approve of anything I do. I don't need their approval. I don't aspire to the heterosexual nuclear family model.

I can't stay within the constructs of societal expectations.

If you have your own agenda and your own style and you don't easily conform to what the masses are doing, you're looked upon as being difficult. Whereas, I think of it as just being an individual.

Celebrate the things that make you individual and unique, and realize that there's no one in this world that looks like you.

I don't consider myself any denomination.

I'll never give up my style.

I'm not a player; I'm an alien.

When I write about animals, I use anthropological techniques and the language you would use for a person. You don't have to anthropomorphize animals, just acknowledge their individuality.

I think people are very stiff. Money makes people stiff, and we want it, and we have to pay the penalty. I never agreed with stiffness. I think people have an understanding of what their life is. I...

I don't think anyone can do what I already do. I just do it and it's unique, yeah.

I did everything. I ran my life exactly as I wanted to, all the time. I never listened to anybody. I'm pig-headed.

I've never eaten a strawberry in my life. I have no desire to do that.

I've never been very good at fitting into boxes.

And what's more I've got no need for anyone to tell me how to do it. I am not interested. You act how you want to and leave me alone to do my own thing.

The rare few, who, early in life have rid themselves of the friendship of the many.

The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved... the ones who never yawn and say a commonplace thing but burn burn burn like fabulous yellow roman...

You're not used to early mornings, are you? He shook his head. Early mornings were invented by the system to keep the people occupied. But not me. I'm on to them. They're not gonna catch me napping....

The problem is normal wasn't in my DNA. I was destined to be forever freakish.

You're alright, I guess; for, you're just being you, like any other cuckoo.

You're rarer than a can of Dandelion & Burdock and those other girls are just post-mix lemonade

Proud to be an infidel

Are you strange like me, are you insane? Are you the wildfire, that loves pouring rain...

We are flowers in the field seeking our individuality. We may seem similar but we are all unique, without exception. Everyone is special.

If you're quiet, you're not living. You've got to be noisy and colorful and lively.

A man is known by the books he reads.

What really annoys me very often is when people start comparing two individuals. This clearly indicates that they have not lived their life at all. They are insulting themselves by resorting to these...