Jean Cocteau Quotes

I don't much mind being expelled from communities.

Never, ever, have I felt really accepted in Hollywood.

Basically, I was pretty ostracized in my hometown. Me and a few other guys were the town freaks- and there were many occasions when we were dodging getting beaten up ourselves.

I don't consider myself a pariah.

I was looked at as weird, odd, not fitting in with the Hollywood crowd.

Everyone is against me - except the people!

I am no longer a complete pariah in some academic quarters.

I was always an outcast, even in my family.

You go through your life feeling like an outsider, and you respond to society in a different way when you feel like an outsider.

I tried so many times to fit in but I could never ever fit in. I was always like, an outcast.

I'm definitely gonna be an outcast.

Growing up as a gay boy in West Texas, I definitely felt like a bit of an outcast sometimes - that there was a world that I would never be a part of.

I always feel like an outcast... it's just always been very different to everyone else.

I've always felt like an outsider, whether in school or when I'm working or within the industry or just in society at large.

Pick any scientific field, and you'll find that those snubbed by their communities, left feeling alone and despised, were often those on the forefront.

My background sets me apart. I've never been able to relate to many people. I've always been the outcast child.

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

I found myself being more and more involved with people who were rejected by society - with drug addicts, alcoholism, battered this, battered that - and I found an affinity there.

Much as the sage may affect to despise the opinion of the world, there are few who would not rather expose their lives a hundred times than be condemned to live on, in society, but not of it - a by-word of reproach to all who know their history, and a mark for scorn to point his finger at.

I was called a freak because I was so engrossed in music.

I am hated in my hometown.

Excluded by my birth and tastes from the social order, I was not aware of its diversity. Nothing in the world was irrelevant: the stars on a general's sleeve, the stock-market quotations, the olive harvest, the style of the judiciary, the wheat exchange, flower-beds. Nothing. This order, fearful and feared, whose details were all inter-related, had a meaning: my exile.

When you don't fit in, you become superhuman. You can feel everyone else's eyes on you, stuck like Velcro. You can hear a whisper about you from a mile away. You can disappear, even when it looks like you're still standing right there. You can scream, and nobody hears a sound. You become the mutant who fell into the vat of acid, the Joker who can't remove his mask, the bionic man who's missing all his limbs and none of his heart. You are the thing that used to be normal, but that was so long ago, you can't even remember what it was like.

For a contributing citizen to be released from the community was a final decision, a terrible punishment, an overwhelming statement of failure.

I’m not anyone,” he says. “I’m nobody. That’s what being factionless is.