Ladies of fashion starve their happiness to feed their vanity, and their love to feed their pride.

When you are content to be simply yourself and don't compare or compete, everybody will respect you.

The right sort of people do not want apologies, and the wrong sort take advantage of them.

Many a man's reputation would not know his character if they met on the street.

Everybody wants to be somebody; nobodywants to grow.

Man's main task in life is to give birth to himself, to become what he potentially is. The most important product of his own personality.

Everyone is kneaded out of the same dough, but not baked in the same oven.

Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives mimicry, their passions a quotation.

Sometimes it seems like we're all living in some sort of prison, and the crime is how much we all hate ourselves. It's good to get really dressed up once in a while and admit the truth. That when you really look closely, people are so strange and so complicated that they're actually beautiful. . . possibly even me. . .

Sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down will be the ones to help you get back up.

There are no stupid questions, only stupid people.

Oh, they don't miss me. I'm antisocial, they say. I don't mix. It's so strange. I'm very social indeed. It all depends on what you mean by social, doesn't it? Social to me means talking to you about things like this. Or talking about how strange the world is. Being with people is nice. But I don't think it's social to get a bunch of people together and then not let them talk, do you? An hour of TV class, an hour of basketball or baseball or running, another hour of transcription history or painting pictures, and more sports, but do you know, we never ask questions, or at least most don't; they just run the answers to you, bing, bing, bing, and us sitting there for four more hours of film teacher. That's not social to me at all. It's a lot of funnels and a lot of water poured down the spout and out the bottom, and them telling us it's wine when it's not. They run us so ragged by the end of the day we can't do anything but go to bed or head for a Fun Park to bully people around, break windowpanes in the Window Smasher place or wreck cars in the Car Wrecker place with the big steel ball. Or go out in the cars and race on the streets, trying to see how close you can get to lampposts, playing 'chicken' and 'knock hubcaps.' I guess I'm everything they say I am, all right. I haven't any friends. That's supposed to prove I'm abnormal. But everyone I know is either shouting or dancing around like wild or beating up one another. Do you notice how people hurt each other nowadays?
But most of all, I like to watch people. Sometimes I ride the subway all day and look at them and listen to them. I just want to figure out who they are and what they want and where they're going. Sometimes I even go to the Fun Parks and ride in the jet cars when they race on the edge of town at midnight and the police don't care as long as they're insured. As long as everyone has ten thousand insurance everyone's happy. Sometimes I sneak around and listen in subways. Or I listen at soda fountains, and do you know what? People don't talk about anything.

Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.

Some people just don't like daylight - it makes them see too much.

Of all the people in the world, the best and the worst are drawn to a dead dog. Most turn away. Only the pure of heart can feel its pain. And somewhere in between the rest of us struggle.

People need something or someone to fasten themselves to in order to reassure themselves that they are real.

People. I knew some of them, but not now.

People who think honestly and deeply have a hostile attitude towards the public.

I wish that people would take the time to show people that they are important in their lives, either at work, or at home. Too many times people take others for granted, and I think that needs to change. People are so much nicer and willing to help you if you use those two little words that mean so much. . . 'Thank You!'

It's a funny thing about people. One time out of a hundred they turn out better than you expect.

The Bible says that Satan appears as an angel of light - no mention of fangs or strange glowing eyes. I am wary of people with plastic smiles and false sincerity. Are these the true images of demons?

I don't know. People always think that there has got to be a dark side to everyone, a closet with skeletons, demons under the bed. People think all kinds of things about one another. They feel compelled to make up fears and false assumptions about their closest friends. Truth is, I'll never know all there is to know about you, just as you will never know all there is to know about me. Humans are, by nature, too complicated to be understood fully. So, we can choose either to approach our fellow human beings with suspicion or to approach them with an open mind, a dash of optimism and a great deal of candour.

"Better than other people." Sometimes he says: "That, at least, you are." But more often: "When should you be? Either you are what you can be, or you are not - like other people."

There are two types of people - those who come into a room and say, 'Well, here I am!' and those who come in and say, 'Ah, there you are.'

I think that we're free to be the people that we are - good, bad, or indifferent. . . I think that it is our character that determines our fate.

There aren't any good guys, and there aren't any bad guys. There's just us. People. Doing our best to get by.

People didn't fit in slots - prostitute, housewife, saint - like sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water.

Life isn't weird; it's just the people in it.

The only normal people are the ones you don't know very well.

All things being equal, fat people use more soap.

Only ordinary people can do extraordinary things.

People are individuals, not symbols of the categories that they seem to represent. If you listen, you'll hear many voices telling the same story.