Bernadette Devlin Quotes

I look at that person and I'm like, That's not Kelli White. That's not who I am, who I started out to be.

I didn't take myself seriously for a long time.

There's a constant struggle between my ears about who I am and what I mean to the world.

I went through it in high school. It's like, 'Who am I? Am I good enough? Is my background good enough? I know I'm different, but do I have a voice?'

Once, in a dry season, I wrote in large letters across two pages of a notebook that innocence ends when one is stripped of the delusion that one likes oneself. Although now, some years later, I marvel that a mind on the outs with itself should have nonetheless made painstaking record of its every tremor, I recall with embarrassing clarity the flavor of those particular ashes. It was a matter of misplaced self-respect.

I just feel like sometimes I'm a force to be dealt with. My talents are sometimes overused and also sometimes underused. It's not easy being me.

I feel like I represent normalcy in some way.

Whether at work, at home or in public, we have been trained to believe that who we are at the core of our being is often unacceptable. As a result, we work diligently to live up to - and sometimes down to - what others have made us out to be, whether or not it is an accurate reflection of who we are.

I don't always understand my worth.

Nothing is harder than to accept oneself.

I look back at old photographs and videotapes, and I go, Who was I trying to be? Who was I doing this for?

If you ask me to play myself, I will not know what to do. I do not know who or what I am.

I got a tattoo saying 'Made in England' above my foot to represent that, that I felt like a doll for so long.

I had moments of my actions and words not reflecting who it is I am - if that defines a punk, then yes, absolutely.

Why am I a star? It can't be because of looks.

Cartoonist was the weirdest name I finally let myself have. I would never say it. When I heard it I silently thought, what an awful word.

I have played so many romantic roles that I don't know if I am really a romantic in real life. I get confused about the real me.

I was just another girl.

The average person's ear weighs what you are, not what you were.

You know, either I'm too fat or I'm flavour of the month. I don't feel either, but maybe I'm both, who knows?

I used to think of myself in terms of who I'd be if I didn't have this pesky old disability.

You're looking at a different me than I'm looking at.

My biggest insecurity is that my personality is too much, and as I get older, it's just getting bigger.

Part of me suspects that I'm a loser, and the other part of me thinks I'm God Almighty.

Nobody walks this earth thinking he's better than I think I am - I think I'm great. At the same time, it's so obvious to me that I'm nobody.