Anne Frank Quotes

We all want to be someone else but without ceasing to be ourselves. I think it's very important to defend this idea in real life too.

Who you are vs. who you wish you were: Who wins?

I have become a different person. I don't know whether this person is better, he certainly is not happier.

You can't become what you aren't, or you will start feeling awful about yourself.

There's who you think you are and who you want to be, and then who you actually are.

Sometimes I try to lose my identity, and I can't get rid of it!

I’m not a romantic, I’m a half-wit. Only stupid people would think I’m smart. I’m not something anyone should know. I’m a lunatic wandering around for scraps, I’m like every single miserable moron I’ve scorned and pretended I didn’t recognize. I’m all of them, every last ugly thing in a bad last-minute costume. I’m not different, not at all, not different from any other speck of a thing. I’m a blemished blemish, a ruined ruin, a stained wreck so failed I can’t see what I used to be.

Ironically, it was because I was raised as a Muslim in the South, that I realised the value in being true to who you really are. I've just got so many things going on inside. I don't know how to resolve all of them other than being true to who I am.

I was not fighting myself at all as I used to.

I am a very honest person, and I can only say there are moments in my life where I really did think I was being me in the sense of my morals and beliefs and the way I acted. But when I look back at certain things that I wore and my hair and make-up, I was like, 'Whoa! That wasn't me!' But I didn't know it back then.

What doesn't feel okay to me, what feels a little bit out of balance, is when you want to turn yourself into something else - when you want to be another person.

Throughout my life, I have grappled with my own identity, who I am. As a young child, I often felt ambivalent about myself, in fact, confused.

I really don't know how to be anyone else, and whenever I try to be anyone else, I fail miserably. Or I disappoint myself. It doesn't build my self-esteem, and it doesn't help me grow me at all.

No matter how I look, the freak inside me leaks out.

I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately.

I suppose one should have an integrated personality, but I've never really seen the point.

Every intense desire is perhaps a desire to be different from what we are.

I'll be me, but I don't like it.

Our accepting what we are must always inhibit our being what we ought to be.

And finally I twist my heart round again, so that the bad is on the outside and the good is on the inside, and keep on trying to find a way of becoming what I would so like to be, and could be, if there weren't any other people living in the world.

If you spend the first 30 years of your life only trying to look good, you're not going to know yourself very well. If you got it, flaunt it.

I'm sure not afraid of success and I've learned not to be afraid of failure. The only thing I'm afraid of now is of being someone I don't like much.

I look in the mirror, and what I see is someone who has never grown up - a crashing sentimentalist who alternates between great heights and black depths.

Sometimes I wish I was less of a maniac; sometimes I wish I was more.

I did a lot of struggling with my identity trying to figure out who the heck I was. I had to face my demons.