Quotes about Identity
The hunger and hunt for identity is a driving force of the modern world. But the nature of the self in an age of simulacra, pseudonyms, avatars, gender/racial fluidity, "the wisdom of crowds," and online friends makes having an identity a massive maze of conquest and confusion.
— Leonard Sweet
The more I discover what I am, the more miserable I get; the more I discover who God is and who God made me, the happier I become.
— Leonard Sweet
Jewish males prayed a daily prayer of thanksgiving, which ended: Praise be to God who has not made me a non-Jew. Praise be to God who has not made me an ignorant person. Praise be to God who has not made me a woman.68
— Leonard Sweet
Who ARE You?" This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, "I--I hardly know, sir, just at present-- at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.
— Lewis Carroll
But if I'm not the same, the next question is, 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!
— Lewis Carroll
Why, there's hardly enough of me left to make ONE respectable person!
— Lewis Carroll
Dear, dear! How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday things went on just as usual. I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is, Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle!
— Lewis Carroll
Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise.
— Lewis Carroll
Alice replied, rather shyly, I—I hardly know, Sir, just at present—at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.
— Lewis Carroll
I don't like belonging to another person's dream
— Lewis Carroll
Who cares for you?' said Alice, (she had grown to her full size by this time.) 'You're nothing but a pack of cards!
— Lewis Carroll
But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked. 'Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: 'we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.' 'How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice. 'You must be,' said the Cat, 'or you wouldn't have come here.
— Lewis Carroll