Never forget what you are. The rest of the world will not. Wear it like armor, and it can never be used to hurt you.
There’s a part of me that is unfamiliar to myself. And I keep finding myself there.
The artist strives to reflect the desolation and anxiety that accompanies one’s loss of identity.
It’s not an easy thing admitting to yourself what you really are.
You don’t get to quit who you are.
Being yourself, that is a magic stronger than any wish.
You’re the only person who really knows who I am and still likes me anyway.[to Luther]
No one is responsible for the family they are born into. All that matters is who they decide to be.
You’re a sensei. It’s who you are. If you can’t see that, you’re blind.[to Johnny]
You can hide your identity, but you can’t hide who you are.
Sometimes the best way to save someone is to be yourself.
I know who I am, Linda. I know who I am and I’m all right with it. Finally. I can live with it.