Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind.
Bernard M. Baruch
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Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind.
To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.
When someone loves you, the way they talk about you is different. You feel safe and comfortable.
The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud.
I have never listened to anyone who criticized my taste in space travel, sideshows or gorillas. When this occurs, I pack up my dinosaurs and leave the room.
You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.
I think... if it is true that
there are as many minds as there
are heads, then there are as many
kinds of love as there are hearts.
The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can't be any large-scale revolution until there's a personal revolution, on an individual level. It's got to happen inside first.
I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself.
I will not let anyone walk through my mind with their dirty feet.
I, myself, am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.
The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.
It’s probably not just by chance that I’m alone. It would be very hard for a man to live with me, unless he’s terribly strong. And if he’s stronger than I, I’m the one who can’t live with him. … I’m neither smart nor stupid, but I don’t think I’m a run-of-the-mill person. I’ve been in business without being a businesswoman, I’ve loved without being a woman made only for love. The two men I’ve loved, I think, will remember me, on earth or in heaven, because men always remember a woman who caused them concern and uneasiness. I’ve done my best, in regard to people and to life, without precepts, but with a taste for justice.
Remember to always be yourself. Unless you suck.