I'd rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.
The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others.
— Do you ever dream, Forrest, about who you're gonna be?
— Who I'm gonna be?
— Yeah.
— Aren't I going to be me?
You don't know the difference between truth and make-believe. You never stop acting. It's second nature to you. You act when there's a party here. You act to the servants, you act to father, you act to me. To me you act the part of the fond, indulgent, celebrated mother. You don't exist, you're only the innumerable parts you've played. I've often wondered if there was ever a you or if you were never anything more than a vehicle for all these other people that you've pretended to be. When I've seen you go into an empty room I've sometimes wanted to open the door suddenly, but I've been afraid to in case I found nobody there.
I’m like a man who’s been half-asleep all his life, trying to find out what he was like before he woke up.
To find yourself just look inside the wreckage of your past
To lose it all you have to do is lie