Identity is part of drama to me. Who am I, why am I behaving this way, and am I aware of it?
I am not less poet; I am more conscious of all that I am, am not, and might become.
So I am happy to have fans, especially if it enables me to keep working. And I am really grateful when people respond to my work.
Clothing and features fade with time. I am happy with who I am today, and I am happy with who I will be tomorrow.
[Otto dangles Archie out a window] Archie: All right, all right, I apologise. Otto: You're really sorry. Archie: I'm really really sorry, I apologise unreservedly. Otto: You take it back. Archie: I do, I offer a complete and utter retraction. The imp...
Through others I am somebody.
I have come to believe that I am a lesser authority in my own life. I have learned to distrust less-than-rational, nontechnical experiences, my own phenomenal knowledge. Because, to trust the senses - the mortal body - is to risk sounding crazy, espe...
I am doing the job with the mentality that I am going to be here a long time and I hope that I am.
Although personal calling I sense, Who am I? even if I am, I don't know.
I am not thinking that because people say I am great that I really am great. I am just doing a job, just like everybody else. The only difference is that a lot more people see what I do.
The word's out: I'm a woman, and I'm going to have trouble backing off on that. I am what I am. I'll go out and talk to people about what's happening to their families, and when I do that, I'm a mother. I'm a grandmother.
I do revel slightly in the fact that I am what I am - an English, middle-class, public-school-educated bloke. There is a reputation with that of being slightly stiff, but whoever gets to know me will see some other element - whether it be vulnerable ...
But if I'm it, the last of my kind, the last page of human history, like hell I'm going to let the story end this way. I may be the last one, but I am the one still standing. I am the one turning to face the faceless hunter in the woods on an abandon...
[Jack and Fabrizio are playing poker in a bar in front of the port] Jack: All right, the moment of truth. Somebody's life is about to change. Fabrizio? Niente. Fabrizio: Niente. Jack: Olaf? Nothing. Sven? Oh... two pairs. I'm sorry, Fabrizio. Fabrizi...
But by the grace of God I am what I am: and his grace which was bestowed upon me was not in vain; but i laboured more abundantly than they all: yet not I, but the grace of God which was with me.
I am not so complicated or intelligent a composer, nor am I very interested in becoming so. I am much more happy doing what I know I can do than what I am not sure I could do.
I am not made like any of those I have seen. I venture to believe that I am not made like any of those who are in existence. If I am not better, at least I am different.
I am a fortunate homosexual man. I am very blessed to be who I am.
I am seeking, I am striving, I am in it with all my heart.
I am a compassionate human being. I am who I am.
I am a daughter, a sister, a wife and a mother. I am a friend of women and I am their advocate.
