We forfeit three-quarters of ourselves in order to be like other people.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Not one of us can rest, be happy, be at home, be at peace with ourselves, until we end hatred and division.
We are half ruined by conformity, but we should be wholly ruined without it.
The reward for conformity is that everyone likes you but yourself.
The only thing holding us back is ourselves.
The last thing we need is to turn in on ourselves rather than face us up to what we have to do in the world.
We must be our own before we can be another's.
We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves.
To free us from the expectations of others, to give us back to ourselves - there lies the great, singular power of self-respect.
All the people like us are we, and everyone else is They.
We're fighting to be ourselves in a world that's trying to make us like everyone else.