Throughout the centuries there were men who took first steps, down new roads, armed with nothing but their own vision.
I worship individuals for their highest possibilities as individuals and I loathe humanity for its failure to live up to these possibilities.
An individualist is a man who says: ‘I will not run anyone’s life – nor let anyone run mine. I will not rule or be ruled. I will not be a master nor a slave. I will not sacrifice myself to anyone – nor sacrifice anyone to myself.’
I refuse to apologize for my ability – I refuse to apologize for my success – I refuse to apologize for my money. If this is evil, make the most of it.
Do not have an attitude, open yourself and focus yourself and express yourself. Reject external form that fails to express internal reality.
Only the self-sufficient stand alone – most people follow the crowd and imitate.
Resistance to the organized mass can be effected only by the man who is as well organized in his individuality as the mass itself.
The self is our life’s goal, for it is the completest expression of that fateful combination we call individuality.
Our culture has made us all the same. No one is truly white or black or rich, anymore. We all want the same. Individually, we are nothing.
There’s a rebel lying deep in my soul. Anytime anybody tells me the trend is such and such, I go the opposite direction. I hate the idea of trends. I hate imitation; I have a reverence for individuality.
The worst curse to befall anyone is stagnation, a banal existence, the quiet desperation that comes out of a need for conformity.
The most splendid achievement of all is the constant striving to surpass yourself and to be worthy of your own approval.
It’s hard to be a diamond in a rhinestone world.
Whatever the majority of people is doing, under any given circumstances, if you do the exact opposite, you will probably never make another mistake as long as you live.
The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want.
In a way, you are poetry material; You are full of cloudy subtleties I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out. Words burst in your essence and you carry their dust in the pores of your ethereal individuality.
I am my own muse. I am the subject I know best. The subject I want to better.
Forgive him, for he believes that the customs of his tribe are the laws of nature!
Custom will reconcile people to any atrocity, and fashion will drive them to acquire any custom.
You don’t have to judge the whole world by your own standards. Not everybody is like you, you know.