Julen Lopetegui Quotes

I am not a sad clown. I am not a sad clown.

I am not a nostalgic person.

I'm not a monster; I'm a white rabbit.

The depiction of the exterior as opposed [to] what you're feeling inside is always so different that it's impossible to know what is right.

The difference between guilt and shame is very clear--in theory. We feel guilty for what we do. We feel shame for what we are. A person feels guilt because he did something wrong. A person feels shame because he is something wrong. We may feel guilty because we lied to our mother. We may feel shame because we are not the person our mother wanted us to be.

I'm not a nostalgic person. I'm not nostalgic about much of anything.

When a woman says, ‘I have nothing to wear!’, what she really means is, ‘There’s nothing here for who I’m supposed to be today.

This is myself, baby. All of my selves. I own each and every one of them. I know who I'm pretending to be and who I am." The look he gives me is withering. "Do you?

--Why are we fighting them? --They're mad. We're sane. --How do we know? --That we're sane? --Yes. --Am I sane? --To all appearances. --And you, do you consider yourself sane? --I do. --Well, there you have it. --But don't they also consider themselves sane? --I think they know. Deep down. That they're not sane. --How must that make them feel? --Terrible, I should think. They must fight ever more fiercely, in order to deny what they know to be true. That they are not sane.

I expected the illegible and the deeply buried in me to be read as if carved on my forehead, just as I expected the obvious and the ill-concealed to be hidden from view.

That's the illusion - the idea that you can be all right on the inside and not act it out - and it has affected us in many ways. That's a part of the idea that professing is enough.

Im not this tortured soul or anything.

How did the senator know that children meant happiness? Could he see into their souls? What if the moment they were out of sight, three of them jumped the fourth and began beating him up?

People who say ... they're perfectly fine [are] more insane than the rest of us.

This is what forty looks like. We've been lying so long, who would know?

I'm not a comic person at all.

People can perfect whatever facade they want, but everyone holds their sins close to their skin.

No matter where you go, you always see yourself in the rearview mirror.

The self is too small an object for perpetual enthusiasm.

Smooth and smiling faces everywhere, but ruin in their eyes.

Hardly anything else reveals so well the fear and uncertainty among men as the length to which they will go to hide their true selves from each other and even from their own eyes.

In fact, I told our dear friends, the Burrell boys, five boys lived next door to us. "Why, we don't see your dad anymore?" "Oh, yeah. Yeah. He" - I lied. I said, "He comes home at night when you guys are in bed. He gets us up and we play." I said it so much that I started to believe it myself, you know?

I'm ridiculous to feel ridiculous when I'm not.

Drag threatens people because it exposes and mocks identity. Because most people believe that they are what it says they are on their driver's license. But the truth is we are all born naked, and the rest is drag.

Oh, the lies that I have told myself and others. I knew it yet I didn't know.