Quotes About Displacement

I don't know how best to explain how I felt at that moment. Perhaps, for the first time, it was the sadness of knowing that the world had no place for me.

Earthworms, mosquitoes, and cockroaches; honeybees, dandelions, and African grasses; rats of every description—all of them poured from the hulls of Colón's vessels and those that followed, rushing like eager tourists into lands that had never seen their like before.

It is a frightful thing to drop out of one's place in the world and never find it again. I try very hard to keep my memory green and thus by sympathy live anew, or if not anew, aright, which is more to the point, much more.

Technology displaces workers in the short run but does not lead to mass unemployment in the long run.

I felt like I'd been misplaced in the cosmos and I belonged in Maine.

I like to say that I am based in Los Angeles, but I mostly reside in airports.

Not being at home in one's homeland; [...] being exiled in the place one belongs.

Homelessness has been recharacterized as streetlessness. Not the poor deprived of homes, but the homed being deprived of their streets.

Twenty-two years old, weak, hot, frightened, not daring to acknowledge the fact that he didn't even know who or what he was... with no past, no language, no tribe, no source, no address book, no comb, no pencil, no clock, no pocket handkerchief, no rug, no bed, no can opener, no faded postcard, no soap, no key, no tobacco pouch, no soiled underwear and nothing nothing nothing to do...

There is a difference between being put out and being put outdoors. If you are put out, you go somewhere else; if you are outdoors, there is no place to go.

Like Germany, Russia and Turkey had once played an imperial role in European affairs. And many Russians and Turks had shared the uncomfortable fate of Europe's ethnic German communities: displaced heirs of an autocratic power now reduced to resented and vulnerable minorities in someone else's nation state, the tidal refuse of imperial retreat.

After 1945 what happened was rather the opposite [to that of WWI], boundaries stayed broadly intact and people were moved instead.

Back home there was a slot in which my life was meant to fit. Then it was taken away and it felt as if there was no place for me. I thought it better to go and start somewhere new. So I thought.' 'That's a very American notion, leaving problems behind and movin' on', Belle said. 'If you thought that, maybe you're not so English after all (...)

out! So we had to get up and go somewhere else, because he was really cross.

I wanted to hate someone, but I didn't know who. I was no where and everywhere. I was lost.

We saw so many sad and helpless people. I remember looking at people on the TeeVee from other countries who was all drenched and scared and hungry and even though Mammaloose and I don't have lots of money I never felt like those people and never thought we would look like those people. Now we were the same. We are all the same, I guess, once we are homeless, once what we know is gone.

Em 1948, quando começaram a demolir as casas térreas para construir os edifícios, nós, os pobres que residíamos nas habitações coletivas, fomos despejados e ficamos residindo debaixo das pontes. É por isso que eu denomino que a favela é o quarto de despejo de uma cidade. Nós, os pobres, somos os trastes velhos.

I´m a stranger in a strange land.

I do not have any home. So why should I be homesick?

A sweat-shop displaced the plantation.

A man could not always be where he belonged, though.

Ay, you've already seen that you and your master aren't quite at home in this world, at least not like before.' Terence nodded slowly. 'It'll only get stronger, too,' Robin continued. 'Soon you'll find yourself looking into people's eyes to see if they've been there. And once you find someone who has, you'll greet him as a long-lost friend and take him to your heart.

There is no home left for universal souls, except perhaps in Antarctica or on the high seas.

La cuestión que le ocupa verdaderamente, igual que ocupa al gato y al ratón y a cualquier otro animal atrapado en el infierno del laboratorio o del zoo es: ¿Dónde está mi casa y cómo llego a ella?