Great men or men of great gifts you shall easily find, but symmetrical men never.

Every new opinion, at its starting, is precisely in a minority of one.

I’m not one icon. I’m every icon. I’m an icon that is made out of all the colors on the palette at every time. I have no restrictions. No restrictions.

You know, I just do whatever feels right to me! And so that’s what you’re gonna get!

I’m on the autism spectrum. I don’t usually follow social coding and so therefore I go my own way.

We are second-hand people. We have lived on what we have been told, either guided by our inclinations, our tendencies, or compelled to accept by circumstances and environment. We are the result of all kinds of influences, and there is nothing new in us, nothing that we have discovered for ourselves: nothing original, pristine, clear.

The philosophical idea that there are no more distances, that we are all just one world, that we are all brothers, is such a drag! I like differences.

Man is not a machine that can be remodelled for quite other purposes as occasion demands, in the hope that it will go on functioning as regularly as before but in a quite different way. He carries his whole history with him; in his very structure is written the history of mankind.

My own eight children all march to the beat of their inner music, and in some cases, it is definitely far away from what I hear. I’ve had to honor their instincts and their choices, and merely guided them out of harm’s way until they could be their own guides.

Sometimes, people can be extraordinarily judgmental and closed-minded to anyone different or special, which is why it’s so hard for young people in this day and age to be comfortable enough in their own skin to not listen to the people picking on them.

Maybe every city has a unique sensibility, but we don’t have names for what they are or haven’t identified them all. We can’t pinpoint exactly what makes each city’s people unique yet.

The fox has many tricks. The hedgehog has but one. But that is the best of all.

Growing up, I decided, a long time ago, I wouldn’t accept any manmade differences between human beings, differences made at somebody else’s insistence or someone else’s whim or convenience.

In art, at a certain level, there is no ‚better than.‘ It’s just about trying to operate for yourself on the most supreme level, artistically, that you can and hoping that people get it. Trusting that, just because of the way people are built and how interconnected we are, greatness will translate and symmetry will be recognised.

People look at the same passage, and one person will say this is the best thing he’s ever read, and another person will say it’s absolutely idiotic. I mean, there’s no way to reconcile those two things. You just have to forget the whole business of what people are saying.

If you’re trying too hard to be the girl next door, you’re not going to be.

You don’t have to be like everybody else or do things like everybody else. God created you to be a unique individual, and He wants you to be free to be who He made you to be.

A man may be so much of everything that he is nothing of anything.

Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you!

Strength lies in differences, not in similarities.

I feel like when I try to fit in, it comes across as not genuine, and that is not good. I’d rather just do me and have people say, ‚Oh. That’s interesting,‘ than try to fit in.

A man, as a general rule, owes very little to what he is born with – a man is what he makes of himself.

I thought one should have the attitude of ‚What do you care what other people think!‘

All ways of living can be sanctified, and for each individual, the ideal way is that to which our Lord leads him through the natural development of his tastes and the pressure of circumstances.

There is no unique picture of reality.

This soul, or life within us, by no means agrees with the life outside us. If one has the courage to ask her what she thinks, she is always saying the very opposite to what other people say.

I’m very free-spirited.

You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.

The people you choose to have around you make all the difference. My family and close friends keep me grounded. You have to have a mind of your own and a strong head on your shoulders. Cricket is the most important thing to me, so the rest of it pales in comparison.

Factoring in millions of people when I’m writing a song is not a good idea. I don’t ever do it.

Secretly we’re all a little more absurd than we make ourselves out to be.

What constitutes a real, live human being is more of a mystery than ever these days, and men each one of whom is a valuable, unique experiment on the part of nature are shot down wholesale.

I think I do myself a disservice by comparing myself to Steve Jobs and Walt Disney and human beings that we’ve seen before. It should be more like Willy Wonka… and welcome to my chocolate factory.

Before I can live with other folks I’ve got to live with myself. The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a person’s conscience.

I look like a woman, but I think like a man.

Do not free a camel of the burden of his hump; you may be freeing him from being a camel.

What did I owe the rest of the world? Nothing.

Honestly, I could care less about other people’s opinions about me.

There are definitely elements of experience and stuff that someone who’s my age wouldn’t have. But there are also things that I can do that other people wouldn’t necessarily be able to.

I refuse to accept other people’s ideas of happiness for me. As if there’s a ‚one size fits all‘ standard for happiness.

Think for yourselves and let others enjoy the privilege to do so, too.

What’s the greater risk? Letting go of what people think – or letting go of how I feel, what I believe, and who I am?

To become ‚unique,‘ the challenge is to fight the hardest battle which anyone can imagine until you reach your destination.

No one tells me what to do with my music. Real. My mom doesn’t tell what to say, how is someone else going to?

I’ve always done whatever I want and always been exactly who I am.

Every man should know, if you’re comfortable and you like it, you should do it. Everyone always worries about what the girls think, what the guys think. If you like it, do it.

People with great gifts are easy to find, but symmetrical and balanced ones never.

My style has always been my own, just like my flow and style.

It is only a man’s own fundamental thoughts that have truth and life in them. For it is these that he really and completely understands. To read the thoughts of others is like taking the remains of someone else’s meal, like putting on the discarded clothes of a stranger.

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.

It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations.

Remember that the revolution is what is important, and each one of us, alone, is worth nothing.

There are truths which are not for all men, nor for all times.

How many cares one loses when one decides not to be something but to be someone.

When I arrived, at first a lot of people were like, ‚This kid is different.‘

We boil at different degrees.

There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne’er loved them.

Human language appears to be a unique phenomenon, without significant analogue in the animal world.

On the other hand, you have different fingers.

I don’t live by all these rigid, weird rules that make me feel all fenced in. I just like the way that I feel like, and that makes me feel very free.

To such an extent does nature delight and abound in variety that among her trees there is not one plant to be found which is exactly like another; and not only among the plants, but among the boughs, the leaves and the fruits, you will not find one which is exactly similar to another.