Creating Identity — Mohit Manke
Creating Identity — Mohit Manke
Creating Identity — Mohit Manke
Creating Identity — Mohit Manke
Creating Identity — Mohit Manke
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Creating Identity

— Mohit Manke
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More “Identity” Quotes

You can't change who you are, can you? That would require changing the people who made you along the way. That would mea — Rose Christo, Unborn: Three Short Stories
I don't like this, Toua," I go on. "We're like birds that have flown a very long way from their nest. We're like nettles — Rose Christo, Unborn: Three Short Stories
Peter." The fine hair along her spine rising, Vicky could feel the power in a name. This is who you are, it said. Come b — Tanya Huff, Blood Trail
I understand perfectly. Darquesse isn't a separate entity. She isn't another person. She's you. If you make the wrong ch — Derek Landy, Mortal Coil
For years, copying other people, I tried to know myself.From within, I couldn't decide what to do.Unable to see, I heard — Jalaluddin Rumi, Open Secret: Versions of Rumi
That illusion of a world so shaped that it echoes every groan, of human beings so tied together by common needs and fear — Virginia Woolf, On Being Ill
Don't say Fili, sister. Say Pili. In Tagalog, pili means to choose. Pino means fine. Pilipino equals 'fine choice. — Jessica Hagedorn The Gangster of Love
Everything is music for the born musician. — Romain Rolland, Jean-Christophe: Dawn, Morning, Youth, Revolt
At what point in our lives do we stop blurring? When do we become crisp individuals? What must we do in order to end the — Douglas Coupland, Girlfriend in a Coma
There is a whole other world with an entirely different version of me, a me that is not pretty, a me that no boys want, — Amy Reed, Beautiful
You and I are the remains of an unfulfilled legacy, heirs to a kingdom of stolen identities and ragged confusion. — Susan Abulhawa, Mornings in Jenin
The mother-women seemed to prevail that summer at Grand Isle. It was easy to know them, fluttering about with extended, — Kate Chopin, The Awakening