Quotes about Identity
I made my Facebook name "Benefits," so when you add me now it says "you're friends with benefits."
— Anonymous
Your age doesn't define your maturity; your grades don't define your ability; and what people say about you doesn't define who you are.
— Nicky Gumbel
A person is always startled when he hears himself seriously called an old man for the first time.
— Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr.
The sense of being alone is a huge issue for so many people in this world. As a worshipper of Jesus, there's a very real sense that we are always seen, held and known.
— Matt Redman
I get a friend to travel with me... I need somebody to bring me back to who I am. It's hard to be alone.
— Leonardo DiCaprio
O]ne can become whole only by the responsible acceptance of one's partiality.
— Wendell Berry
I don't remember when I did not know Port William, the town and the neighborhood. My relation to that place, my being in it and my absences from it, is the story of my life. That story has surprised me almost every day—but now, in the year 1986, so near the end, it seems not surprising at all but only a little strange, as if it all has happened to somebody I don't yet quite know. Certainly, all of it has happened to somebody younger.
— Wendell Berry
And yet in Port William, as everywhere else, it was already the second decade of the twentieth century. And in some of the people of the town and the community surrounding it, one of the characteristic diseases of the twentieth century was making its way: the suspicion that they would be greatly improved if they were someplace else.
— Wendell Berry
The only time Tol's clothes looked good was before he put them on.
— Wendell Berry
Because I have never separated myself from my home neighborhood, I cannot identify myself to myself apart from it. I am fairly literally flesh of its flesh. It is present in me, and to me, wherever I go. This
— Wendell Berry
But if nobody can ever quite be nothing to you in Port William, then everybody finally has got to be something to you.
— Wendell Berry
felt older. I felt that I had seen ages of the world come and go. Now, finally, I really had lost all desire for change, every last twinge of the notion that I ought to get somewhere or make something of myself. I was what I was. "I will stand like a tree," I thought, "and be in myself as I am." And the things of Port William seemed to stand around me, in themselves as they were.
— Wendell Berry