“What is unique about the "I" hides itself exactly in what is unimaginable about a person. All we are able to imagine is what makes everyone like everyone else, what people have in common. The individual "I" is what differs from the common stock, that is, what cannot be guessed at or calculated, what must be unveiled, uncovered, conquered.”

“Our uniqueness is what makes us common. It is the same fact that we are unique that we as individuals have in common.”

“I mean, what do people talk about when they're married?" "Their kids, I guess." "Maybe that's all they have in common.”

“Like everyone else I am what I am: an individual, unique and different, with a lineal history of ancestral promptings and urgings; a history of dreams, desires, and of special experiences, all of which I am the sum total.”

“I know I'm a little different from everyone else, but I'm still human being. That's what I'd like you to realize. I'm just a regular person, not some monster. I feel the same things everyone else does, act the same way. Sometimes, though, that small difference feels like an abyss. But I guess there's not much I can do about it.”

“I think all those rules are boring. About what people can and can't wear. Surely everyone should be able to wear whatever they like?”