Best 61 quotes in «outcast quotes» category

Be an outcast. Be pleased to walk alone.

Crowded hallways, are the loneliest places, for outcasts and rebels,or anyone who just dares to be different.

Be nobody's darling; Be an outcast. Take the contradictions Of your life And wrap around You like a shawl, To parry stones To keep you warm.

Busyness is now the social norm that people feel they must conform to, Burnett says, or risk being outcasts.

In an expanding universe, time is on the side of the outcast. Those who once inhabited the suburbs of human contempt find that without changing their address they eventually live in the metropolis.

Getting socially outcast can be the best and most informative thing that can ever happen to you because you have to learn who you are separate from the pack.

I always preferred to hang out with the outcasts, 'cause they were cooler; they had better taste in music, for one thing, I guess because they had more time to develop one with the lack of social interaction they had!

I can't say that I ever abided nerd stereotypes: I was never alone or felt outcast.

Im a total weirdo and have often felt like an outcast and a freak, and I love that. It makes things so much more exciting.

I'm out here to represent the gingers, the gypsies, and the outcasts. Because I am all of the above, and I'm all about having a great time.

I think being an outcast is what sort of strengthens the nerd movement, because you're isolated, so you have time.

In every passerby, everywhere - Christ . . . He is in everyone - there can be no outcasts.

In high school I was an outcast I wasn't cool to hang out with. I ate my lunch in a bathroom stall because that was the one place I could go where I wouldn't been seen.

In my day artists wanted to be outcasts, pariahs. Now they are all integrated into society

Jesus ... associated with the outcasts; he spoke with them, touched them, ate with them, loved them.

It seems that American patriotism measures itself against an outcast group. The right Americans are the right Americans because they're not like the wrong Americans, who are not really Americans.

I was a total punk. But I was still an outcast, even with the punks and stuff.

I was bred as an outcast, part Negro and part Seminole, in my early years raised as an Indian.

Jesus comes for sinners, for those outcast...and those caught up in squalid choices and failed dreams.

Other people are occupied, I alone am unwilling, like the outcast.

Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach.

Our hearts of stone become hearts of flesh when we learn where the outcast weeps.

The writer must be universal in sympathy and an outcast by nature: only then can he see clearly.

Placebo is music for outsiders, by outsiders and our gigs are like conventions of outcasts, which is cool.

The more I read the Scriptures I find an overwhelming case of Scriptures being concerned with the poor, outcast, widow, foreigner and marginalized.

Then stop being a know-it-all lionpaw retorted You're not my mentor so stay out of my fur. Lionpaw at Berrynose in Outcast pg 67

A savage sense entered me, of being of such small account in the world that I wasn't to be helped, that priest and woman and man had put out an edict that I wasn't to be helped, I was to be left to the elements, just as I was, a walking animal, forsaken. Maybe it was then that some part of me leapt away from myself, something fled from my brain, I don't know.

You can be the outcast or be the backlash of somebody's lack of love. Or you can start speaking up.

What's the safest thing to be when one is met by a gang of social outcasts in an alley? ...No, another social outcast!

Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy.' These men without possessions or power, these strangers on Earth, these sinners, these followers of Jesus, have in their life with him renounced their own dignity, for they are merciful. As if their own needs and their own distress were not enough, they take upon themselves the distress and humiliation of others. They have an irresistible love for the down-trodden, the sick, the wretched, the wronged, the outcast and all who are tortured with anxiety. They go out and seek all who are enmeshed in the toils of sin and guilt. No distress is too great, no sin too appalling for their pity. If any man falls into disgrace, the merciful will sacrifice their own honour to shield him, and take his shame upon themselves.

I knew, I knew any proper, decent life was over. The word of a man like that was like a death sentence . . . I had known it all along, but it is a very different matter to know your sentence, and then to hear it spoken by your judge . . . Truest of all things, there was no one to help me, no one to stand at my side.

Even I was increasingly unclear about where I'd been, and which time I'd been in: so I had to explain myself to myself! It was for myself that I needed a justification ... but these would no longer have been stories describing the life of The People I lived among ... they were no longer legal stories. They were stories of the refuse, the refusal of this People! They were cast-aside stories, found only in the troubling places outside town.

Here in the Outer City, life isn't linear like it is in the Dahn. Life is lived in fragments, scattered in the pitted and uneven, dirty streets. They're picked up as you get a chance, and dropped back to be trampled over when the Corporation gets in the way.

He lay on his back listening to his mother's quiet snoring and thinking how increasingly awful his life was becoming. It was as if he were being squeezed out of the world.

He said that I have to remember that even though I've changed a lot in here, I'm going back to a world that hasn't changed

His weakness in this game, and in life, is that he's never prepared for how others will act. They are predetermined but too complex to solve or predict, and there are rules that he is just no good at applying.

I am full of fears, for if I fail there, I am an outcast in the world forever.

I don't think I'm from this galaxy at all. I believe I came from the Andromeda galaxy, not so far, but far enough. Maybe that's why I'm an outcast.' He drew the spiral of Andromeda close to the Milky Way, almost touching. Then he pointed to Andromeda in the night sky above us. 'Maybe that's where I'm from too,' my father said. We could still see the stars.

If you’re going to fall for men, or boys, then deal with the fact that you’re going to be an outcast. It’s not for the faint of heart, it’s not for anybody hoping to be liked or respected or accepted or any of that bullshit.

I'm a lion in a strange land.

I'm afraid of them and they don't like me because I'm afraid.

Louis suspected each of them, in his or her own way, was an exile – from bourgeois values, family crests, unhappy love affairs, childhoods too long spent in church pews. He wondered if they had started as social outcasts who found the artist’s life an acceptable way to be in the world; or if their passions for painting or sculpting or writing had shaped them into outsiders. He had never been quite sure how the chicken-versus-egg question played out in his own life.

I never blindly roamed with a team just for the sake of social labeling or fitting in. I was never part of a particular group, scene or tribe. I was friends with everybody. My best friend in high school was prom queen, yet I was voted the biggest nonconformist of my senior class. I've lived all over the country, but my roots, views and attitude are very Midwestern. I was born in the Heartland, where there exists a true melting pot of religions, classes and cultures.

In the distance, people were living lives, having fun, learning, making money, fighting and walking around and falling in and out of love. People were being born, growing up, dropping dead. Trevor was probably spending his Christmas vacation with some woman in Hawaii or Bali or Tulum. He was probably fingering her at that very moment, telling her he loved her. He might actually be happy. I shut the window and lowered all the blinds.

I've felt as if I didn't exist, as if I were invisible, miles away from the world, miles away. You can't imagine how much alone I've been all my life.

I wasn't popular, but I wasn't an outcast. I was everywhere with everybody, and at the same time I was all by myself.

Not being liked was so much worse than being invisible.

People like us are dead to society unless we’re pretentious, tell people what they want to hear, take off our clothes, or pretend to be like them.

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Originals cost more than imitations.