Quotes About Displacement

I think it is really sad that when people lose their homes they kind of lose their minds too.

I had spent my whole life feeling homesick. The only difference between the two of us was that I didn't know what or where home was.

En los primeros tiempos el exilio era, entre otras cosas, el duro hueso de vivir distante. Ahora es también el de morirse lejos.

The victims of highway building tended to be overwhelmingly poor and black.

Almost all the trouble spots involved local opposition to residential displacement and community destruction.

Because we are refugees of war now, people who left their lands behind. We have nothing, so we get to say nothing.

I'm a misplaced American, but don't know where I was misplaced

Nothing was ever where Cole wanted it to be.

It is amazing that the refugees stay sane. First the bombs, perhaps the "battle" around them, their casualties, their naked helplessness; then the flight, leaving behind everything they have worked for all their lives; then the semi-starvation and ugly hardship of the camps or the slums; and as a final cruelty, the killing diseases which only strike at them.

The Wandering Jew in me seeks forgetfulness.

seemed the more lives she lived, the harder it was to feel at home anywhere.

Nonetheless, America has left you feeling like an unwanted cat or dog tossed out of the family SUV at a distant highway rest stop.

Treasures have perished that were numbered among the noblest and dearest possessions of mankind; monuments have disappeared which nothing can replace; and the half of a nation, among all nations the most attached to its old simple habits, its humble homes, is at present wandering along the roads of Europe. Thousands of innocent people have been massacred; and of those who remain nearly all are doomed to poverty and hunger.

Šta to tražimo u tu?oj zemlji, osim svoje i tu?e nesre?e.

And in terms of identity, surely one could argue versions of such a crisis have been with us for a very long time. There is nothing new in exile. It is as ancient as the notion of home.

But now it seemed to me that Hamlet was moody and irascible in no small part because he is grieving: his father has just died. He is radically dislocated, stumbling through the days while the rest of the world acts as if nothing important has changed.

I thought about all the people who'd had to do this through history. The millions taking flight from disasters, fleeing tyrannical despots, making exodus from pogroms, escaping warring soldiers and pouring out of bombed cities. What had kept them going was the promise of safe haven, whether in some sprawling refugee camp or under the protection of a friendly army. We didn't have that

He did not belong to the Indians. He did not belong to the whites. And it was not time for him to belong to the stars. He belonged right where he was. He belonged nowhere.

He did not belong to the Indians. He did not belong to the whites. And it was not time for him to belong to the stars. He belonged right where he was now. He belonged nowhere.

You haven't seen untidiness until you've seen a room where gravity has failed twice in different directions.

Even reason is individualized, and becomes merely the reasoning of an individual without power or authority to oblige acceptance by others: to convince a man is not to enjoy a common understanding with him, but to displace his reason by yours.111

There is no Israel for me.

Le drame, vois-tu, c'est que beaucoup d'entre nous ne peuvent vivre ni dans leur patrie, ni à l'étranger. - Alors que leurs reste-t-il? - Le malheur.

the twentieth century was best represented by an unwilling traveler. "I mean, think of the millions of soldiers mobilized by wars. And all the people made homeless because of them. Now the world is full of people who don't belong where they end up and long for the places where they did.