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"I didn't want you flawless - I have a bare wall at home that's flawless - I wanted your character trapped in the amber of your skin..."
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"She may have been among them but she could never be one of them. She was without inclusion for-as-much as she was not "one of the girls" and she wasn't "one of the guys." She was an outsider gazing in, endlessly comfortless, while they wished they had what it took to be less like the others and more like her."
"The image of God is in every human."
"When we speak, dress, and think like others, we live with the goal of achieving the approval they have."
"I'm not abnegation, I'm not dauntless, I am Divergent."
"There's a point, around the age of twenty, when you have to choose whether to be like everybody else the rest of your life, or to make a virtue of your peculiarities."
"I feel like how you matter is defined by the things that matter to you. You matter as much as the things that matter to you do. And I got so backwards, trying to make myself matter to him. All this time, there were real things to care about: real, good people who care about me, and this place. It's so easy to get stuck. You just get caught in being something, being special or cool or whatever, to the point where you don't even know why you need it; you just think you do."
"Your original self is worth more than your imitation of someone else."
"Without accepting ourselves, we try to meet requirements of society and do everything to be accepted."
"Find yourself, who are you?Choose yourself, who can you be?Define yourself to find your destination."
"It's not the appearance that makes a man, it's the man that makes an appearance."
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"I always thought youth were idealists - now, I'm not so sure - I'm more idealistic now then at 17..."
"You want things to remain the same, which they never can, and so you're wounded by your own feelings & resentful others don't seem to care..."
"If you always move in certainty, your writing will be flat - creativity is a rugged terrain..."
"Last night, lost in spaces between star-bays and lakes of clouds, I tossed and turned looking for you."
"Yes I understand your spells-your sex magic-at least, I know this: all lights dim when you walk in..."
"I see you as series of gestures, a palette of colors -all these tiny tiles pixelate, and then coalesce... into the idea of you..."
"I hear the sounds of melting snow outside my window every night and with the first faint scent of spring, I remember life exists..."
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