Quote by Jodi Picoult

If you spent your life concentrating on what everyone else thought of you, would you forget who you really were?


If you spent your life concentrating on what everyone else t

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This quote suggests that if one constantly focuses on the opinions and judgments of others, they may lose sight of their own identity. By placing too much value on external validation, one risks neglecting their true self and becoming disconnected from their own thoughts, feelings, and beliefs. It serves as a reminder to prioritize self-discovery and authenticity over seeking constant approval from others.

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By Jodi Picoult
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