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“You opinions about me does not change who I am.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita, Think Great: Be Great!

“I don't know how to be anyone but who I already am. This is how I've always been. It's not much, but I do the best I can with what I have.”
― T.J. Klune, The House in the Cerulean Sea

“Her reflection's hair was short, but she wore a simple violet robe tied at the waist with a blue sash. At her hip was her father's sword, and tucked in her hair- a blossom from their family's cherry tree.
Mulan knelt and lowered her fingers to the glass. It rippled at her touch. "This one. This is me."
A beat. Are you sure? asked the girl in the mirror.
"Yes," said Mulan firmly. "It doesn't matter whether I'm a girl dressed like a bride, or a girl dressed like a soldier. I know my heart."
Mulan flattened her hand against the glass, facing her reflection. Together, they said, "I am Fa Mulan, a girl who would sacrifice her life for her family and for China. I am a girl who journeyed into the Underworld to save her friend from dying. I am a girl who has fought battle after battle to finally recognize herself in the mirror. And now I do.”
― Elizabeth Lim, Reflection

“I was born in Dream Town, but I am also the Pumpkin Queen.
I will fight for Jack. I will fight to set things right.”
― Shea Ernshaw, Long Live the Pumpkin Queen: Tim Burton鈥檚 The Nightmare Before Christmas

“I choose not to let others define me because while they may know my name, they might not have a clue of who I truly am.”
― Gift Gugu Mona

“I am Sally Skellington, the Pumpkin Queen." There is warmth in my chest now, heat and fury and anger. "But I was born in Dream Town." The words feel like their won conjuring, a spell, a ritual or bedtime riddle to cast things into the stars and make them true. I feel suddenly awake and alive, a woman who isn't simply a rag doll, but a ruler who has traveled to all the realms, even the human world, to set things right. Who feels a spark, a wrath growing inside her.”
― Shea Ernshaw, Long Live the Pumpkin Queen: Tim Burton鈥檚 The Nightmare Before Christmas

“Like a picture out of focus, 滨鈥檓 starting to think that I don鈥檛 even know who I am anymore. And that feeling 鈥� like being sucked out into the vacuum of space without a suit 鈥� is the most terrifying of all.”
― Brian McBride, Every Bright and Broken Thing

“Ch猫vre cheesecake with honey-rosemary poached pears and pistachio sabl茅 crust. Who do I think I am? I'm not ch猫vre and rosemary. I'm chocolate chip cookies. I'm butterscotch pudding. I'm brownies. I'm basic.”
― Stephanie Kate Strohm, Love 脿 la Mode

“I thank God above that I have someone in my life with whom I can share the whole story of why I am the way I am.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Being Bold: Quotes, Poetry, & Motivations for Every Day of the Year

“In the glass, Constance saw not herself but a resonant symbol of who she might be. Indeed, of who she authentically was, if only she allowed herself. I am the dove, she thought, holding all the converging lines of my strength and possibility. I am the light for my children, as they are the light for me. I am the one beckoning to the one in myself yearning to be free.”
― Diane C. McPhail, The Seamstress of New Orleans

“At that moment, I was surrounded by the people who saw me for what I was, who accepted me for what I was, even when I vacillated with self-doubt. Grand-m猫re would have been proud. I felt her spirit growing stronger inside of me every day. And then... a dragonfly flew over my head, circled, and landed on my shoulder.”
― Samantha Verant, Sophie Valroux's Paris Stars

“WHO YOU ARE ?
You are What you eat, what you think, what you believe, what you do, and you are the average person with whom you spend most of your time.”
― Lord Robin

“My emotions
My intuition
My imagination
My courage
Those are the keys to freedom.
Those are who we are.”
― Glennon Doyle, Untamed: Stop Pleasing, Start Living / A Toolkit for Modern Life

“I can tell you who I am. But I can double the excitement by telling you who I am becoming.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“He compared me to her.
The one thing I'm tired of
He did just to hurt me.
But I didn't let it stop me
From finding the woman
I'm meant to be.”
― Laika Constantino

“We used to hide in
forests of green ribbons,
waiting to be found, now
we seek open spaces to
fill with our voices. See us.
See me. SEE. ME. Here I am.”
― Emiko Jean, Tokyo Dreaming

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― Ramona I.

“Mulan cast ShiShi an apologetic look, suddenly remembering how she'd cut her own hair before stealing her father's armor. Such a simple action, yet it'd changed everything. She'd severed ties with her old identity and gone from Mulan to Ping, from bride to soldier, from obedient daughter to woman who led her own life.
But what if she'd cut too many ties? What if when she went home, her parents no longer recognized her? After all, she wasn't the same Mulan anymore.
Sometimes, she didn't even know who she was. She'd thought going to war would show her, but things were never as easy as that.”
― Elizabeth Lim, Reflection

“She bit her lower lip, a habit the village gossip had once told her was unladylike and unattractive. Strange; all her life she'd striven to become a proper young woman, to make her family proud of her. These past few months, she'd spent doing the opposite. Trying to pass as a man, a soldier.
Her worst fear had been that she'd be caught impersonating someone who didn't exist. She never imagined she'd tell anyone of her own free will. She swallowed. "So you... you should know it's true. I'm not... Ping."
"If you're not Ping, then who are you?" Shang asked.
"I'm..." Mulan sucked in her breath. Her voice shook, and she worried her heart might burst out of its armor. She set down her sword, rubbed the sweat off her palms onto her bare arm. Then she reached for her hair and undid the knot. The black sheet of hair tumbled down, brushing just against her shoulder blades.
"My ancestors were right," she said, surprised by how calm her voice was. "My parents never had a son. There is no Ping."
She raised her eyes to meet Shang's. "There is only- Mulan.”
― Elizabeth Lim, Reflection

“Mulan's watery reflection stared back at her: a girl with bloodshot, swollen eyes, pale cheeks, and bruises all over her arms and legs.
But that wasn't all Mulan saw. She saw a young woman who'd thrown her heart into becoming a warrior, who'd fought battle after battle, whether it was to please her family and honor their expectations, or to protect China from invaders.”
― Elizabeth Lim, Reflection

“Making use of the break, Mulan untied the knot on her head. Her hair tumbled down again, brushing against the nape of her neck. She unfastened her armor, freeing her shoulders of their heavy burden.
The demons watched her in disbelief. "A girl?"
"I am Mulan." She raised her sword high. She'd never fought as herself before- as a woman, not a woman pretending to be a man. No more hiding, no more pretending. No more fears that she'd endanger herself and her family.
She was who she'd always wanted to be.
Even if that feeling could only last here in Diyu- even if they made it back to the real world and she had to go back to pretending to be Ping, Mulan knew she'd never forget it. Taking off the mask was exhilarating; it spurred her courage.”
― Elizabeth Lim, Reflection

“You are the hero whose quick thinking saved our country. You are the warrior who risked great personal loss and dishonor to protect your family and, by extension, all of China.鈥�
It was absurd, the disconnect between the emperor鈥檚 words and Mulan鈥檚 own conception of herself. Yes, she supposed she had done these things, but she was also just Mulan, Fa Hsu鈥檚 daughter, who tripped over chickens and stole sweet buns from the kitchen.”
― Livia Blackburne, Feather and Flame

“I can鈥檛 hide my secrets anymore. Not when it feels like they鈥檙e stealing my breath, not when these truths feel like they鈥檙e consuming me.
Realization fills me, certain as the rain pours down. It鈥檚 my time to stop being such a damn nobody. Hiding from what I really want.
Just because I can't talk about magic, it doesn鈥檛 mean that I can鈥檛 be me. Because there鈥檚 more to me than a spell or charm. Because 滨鈥檓 more than that. 滨鈥檓 the girl who鈥檚 Lia鈥檚 best friend. 滨鈥檓 Remy鈥檚 best鈥攁nd only鈥攕ister. I had surgery at three damn weeks old and 滨鈥檓 a survivor. 滨鈥檓 calm and resilient when people comment about my scar. There鈥檚 so much more to me than what any of them see, and they鈥檙e not the kind of people whose opinions I care about.”
― Julie Abe, The Charmed List

“I鈥檇 thought my list was a way to make me stand out. To become 鈥渟omebody.鈥� A girl who deserves a label. But 滨鈥檓 already someone worth my own time and my own labels.
滨鈥檓 me. 滨鈥檓 a girl taking chances, every day. Because taking chances is what life is all about, right?
And, I鈥檝e realized, I don't have to be all one thing or the other. And just because someone else has slapped a label on me, it doesn鈥檛 mean that I have to accept their definition of who I should be.
My list was never about standing out and getting attention, but to make myself someone I admire. And I don鈥檛 need a bottle of luck or a charm to change my life.”
― Julie Abe, The Charmed List

“What if the way I am is the way I am? What if, when everything else is different, I'm not?”
― Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

“When you told me that this place strips everything away from you to reveal what's underneath, I was afraid. What if underneath the brittle bones and frail ligaments, there was just more weakness? Only this time, I wouldn't be able to blame my body.'

'You've never been weak to me, Vi-' Dain starts, but I shake my head.

'Don't you get it?' I interrupt. 'It doesn't matter what you think- it only matters what I think. And you were right. But the Riders Quadrant stripped away the fear and even the anger about being thrown into this quadrant, and it revealed who I really am. At my core, Dain, I'm a rider. Tairn knew it. Andarna knew it. It's why they chose me. And until you can stop looking for ways to keep me in a glass cage, we aren't going to get past things no matter how many years of friendship we have between us.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“English: "Our whole life is based on some answer to the question of who we are, even if we don't think about it."

膶esky: 鈥濩el媒 n谩拧 啪ivot je zalo啪en媒 na n臎jak茅 z odpov臎d铆 na ot谩zku, kdo jsme, i kdy啪 o tom nep艡em媒拧l铆me.”
― Sebasti谩n Wortys

“I was wrong. I'm not fire and I'm not Hell. I was always like the sea. Only, in ways I didn't realize before. I used to think the sea was a beauty to admire but not to touch, that below the surface, there was only violence, destruction, and chaos. But that's not true. The sea is also a life source.
Instead of burning out, being made to feel like shells of ourselves emptied against our will, what if we took the pain and made it beautiful? We are art. Living, breathing art. Whatever makes us special still lives within us all.”
― Kiana Krystle, Dance of the Starlit Sea

“I don't know who I am without you,
And it's such a scary place for me to be.”
― Mr. Joshua Shaw, My Own Ghost: A Poetry Book for Women and Men exploring Love, Loss, and Mental Health

“My name is Imogen Marie Meadows. I'm fourteen years old.
I can tell you Marie Antoinette's last words and how to draw the perfect liquid cat eye.
I love to draw pictures, collect taxidermy butterflies, and have supermodel sleepovers with my friends.
I used to be completely devoted to Jack Marshall, but we grew apart.”
― Britnee Meiser, All My Bests