Stormy Daniels Quotes

You think you know who you are, and then other people have these other ideas.

If a man has lost a leg or an eye, he knows he has lost a leg or an eye; but if he has lost a self - himself - he cannot know it, because he is no longer there to know it.

Carving out an identity for yourself is important so I'm trying to do that as well.

We construct a narrative for ourselves, and that's the thread that we follow from one day to the next. People who disintegrate as personalities are the ones who lose that thread.

I've always had this identity thing. When I was little, I was always changing my handwriting because I couldn't decide which one I liked best.

You can't ever put your self-definition in the hands of somebody who meets you for 15 minutes.

I think I lost my sense of identity when I was married. I know I did. And it took me a very long time to regain it and find out who I was.

My mother helped me identify myself the way the world would identify me. Bloodlines didn't matter as much as how I would be perceived.

I couldn't imagine living my life with another name.

There's nothing harder than defining oneself.

When you have a lot of people telling you what you are and perceiving you in a certain way, it's difficult to find your own identity.

I know for myself, and maybe I'm weird or whatever, but the whole thing is about constantly redefining identity.

You get to be a certain age - I am 58 - and it becomes tricky not to become a caricature of yourself.

What is your identity, and how do you know who you are if you don't have language?

Every one of us at some point in our lives has had the struggle with identity.

People often ask me when I realised that I was different. Some people seem surprised that it's a question that I cannot answer. I was never told that I was different. I was always just Sinead; I was just like my dad.

In many ways, I think I'm still forming my ideas about my own identity in this world.

I don't even know who I am. All I know is that I am the sibling, daughter, sister, the friend of somebody, and I need to know who I am outside of that.

I know what my identity is.

I definitely, when I was younger, struggled a little to understand my identity and who I wanted to be.

The search for a personal identity is the life task of a teenager.

Identity is memory; when memory disappears, the self dissolves and love with it.

Without a sense of identity, there can be no real struggle.

We spend so much of our early lives trying to figure out who we really are. And we spend the rest of our lives preparing ourselves to let it go.

Meg, when people don't know who they are, they are open either to being Xed, or Named