Something I like, from Microserfs by Douglas Coupland:
“It starts out young – you try not to be different just to survive – you try to be just like everyone else – anonymity becomes reflexive – and then one day you wake up and you’ve become all those other people – the others – the something you aren’t.
And you wonder if you can ever be what it is you really are. Or you wonder if it’s too late to find out.