Quotes About Displacement

They closed the transient 5th Avenue Motel and now where will they go? They came from all over to stay for a night or a month or whatever they could afford, however they can afford it – and now it's gone, broken windows boarded up, chain link fence surrounding it like it's a dog with scurvy. The transient hotel drained pale, pissing in an empty ashtray.

From time to time the continent shifts, and everything that isn't fastened down slides into Southern California.

I grew up weird - very sensitive and highly inhibited. I felt like I was born in the wrong time zone to the wrong people at the wrong place.

At the time we are focusing our efforts primarily on building shelters for refugees. Homelessness in Afghanistan is a huge problem.

Medieval and ancient sensibility now dominates our time as acoustic and multisensory awareness displaces the merely visual.

There is not an acre of ground on the globe that is in possession of its rightful owner, or that has not been taken away from owner after owner, cycle afer cycle, by force and bloodshed.

This is ridiculous. I don't belong here. No one belongs here.

The impoverished always try to keep moving, as if relocating might help.

When I opened the door to her I felt like a child who believes itself lost on a swarming street and suddenly sees that all-solving outline, that indispensable displacement of air.

I'm a frontiersman from the extreme edge of the Knowable, and I feel quite out of place when I leave my study and come into touch with all you great, rough, hulking creatures.

Our dreams have been doctored.We belong no where. We sail unanchored on troubled seas.We may never be allowed ashore. Our sorrows will never be sad enough. Our joys never happy enough. Our dreams never big enough. Our lives never important enough. To matter..

We're Prisoners of War," Chacko said. "Our dreams have been doctored. We belong nowhere. We sail unanchored on troubled seas. We may never be allowed ashore. Our sorrows will never be sad enough. Our joys never happy enough. Our dreams never big enough. Our lives never important enough. To matter.

Not everybody likes the idea of their cities filling up with the poor. A judge in Bombay called slum dwellers pickpockets of urban land. Another said, while ordering the bulldozing of unauthorized colonies, that people who couldn't afford to live in cities shouldn't live in them. When those who had been evicted went back to where they came from, they found their villages had disappeared under great dams and dusty quarries.

Furono invece usati bulldozer gialli importati dall'Australia per schiacciare le loro case, le porte e le finestre, i tetti di fortuna, le pentole e le padelle, le stoviglie, i cucchiai, i diplomi scolastici, le carte annonarie, i certificati di matrimonio, le scuole frequentate dai bambini, il lavoro di un'intera vita, le espressioni negli occhi della gente.

In fact, the anti-Muslim stance of much of Hindu nationalism can be construed as partly a displaced hostility against the colonial power which could not be expressed directly because of the new legitimacy created within Hinduism for this power. Such a dynamic would seem to roughly duplicate the displacement of Oedipal hostilities in the authoritarian personality.

All I know for sure is that I have accidentally fallen through a wormhole in the universe and stumbled into someone else's grim life.

This is the right house and the right life, but it's weird because I've never had a home before; I've had addresses.

A journey is a dismal thing when there can be no homecoming.

The cultural tools people employ to make sense of displacement are the means by which migrants guard against that shattering or implosion of self and attachment. Without these tools, the disruption of migration leaves disintegration in its wake that neither the individual immigrant nor the community of immigrants can bear.

New York in the 1880's was already a city that seemed to have made up its mind that whatever existed was dispensable and replaceable, provided some more profitable use could be found for it.

A tank cannon thrust through a kitchen door really stimulates exodus

We all seek that somewhere to which we belong and that somewhere is surely not here!

Just a little homesick, Alice answered. It was the truth, she thought. She just wasn't sure she had yet been to the place she was homesick for.

Te vas a sentir incómoda en tu nuevo mundo durante un tiempo. Siempre es extraño vernos fuera del lugar donde