Quotes About Roots

tropic heat oozed up from the ground, rank with sharp odours of roots and nettles. Snow-clouds of elder-blossom banked in the sky, showering upon me the fumes and flakes of their sweet and giddy suffocation. High

Being a McKettrick meant claiming a piece of ground to stand on and putting your roots down deep into it. Holding on, no matter what came at you. It meant loving with passion and taking the rough spots with the smooth. It meant fighting for what you wanted, letting go when that was the best thing to do.

The drumbeat in your blood is the voice of your ancestors. Let the drum speak.

Meet Madeleine Cahill," he said. "Founder of the Madrigal line.

Wherever I fly from my own dear nest, I always come back, for home is the best.

You restored me to the concept of home.

the definition of the truly foreign locale is one that fosters a piercing and perpetual yearning to go home.

It's a strange life, isn't it? ...A Rom with no tribe. No matter how hard you look, you can never find a home. Because to us, home is not a building or a tent or a vardo... home is a family.

Loyalty to the true, core values and roots of democracy is what makes a true patriot, not loyalty to a symbol of the country.

The toughest trail I ever ran was the Escarpment in the Catskills of New York State. This was an 18-mile race through Rip Van Winkle country, routed through boulder fields, across angular juttings of granite and along a path with an unrelenting barrage of roots, rocks and mud, all of it hidden under slick leaves and dangling nettles.

I grew up in Vancouver, man. That's where more than half of my style comes from.

Vancouver is home. I spent a huge amount of time here as a kid growing up with my mom, with my grandparents who lived here.

I think about Shakespeare. Because there have been hundreds of variations of Shakespeare's plays since they've been written, and I believe it's because they're important. They're still relevant today. 'Roots' is still relevant today. The idea that we shouldn't tell this story again is very strange to me.

Over the years, I've lived in a variety of places, including America, but I was born and raised in the Lake District, in Cumbria. Growing up in that rural, sodden, mountainous county has shaped my brain, perhaps even my temperament.

Now multitudes of root words are identical in the American languages over vast areas some of them with precisely the same senses, and others with various shades of analogical meaning.

I feel very connected to Las Vegas. It's my hometown.

Las Vegas is a great place to be from, not to live in.

Ground elder, introduced by the Romans as a vegetable, is difficult to get rid of because it regrows from the smallest trace of root.

I grow as many of our vegetables as I can, because my granddad was a professional gardener, and it's in the blood.

Vegetables, which are the lowest in the scale of living things, are fed by roots, which, implanted in the native soil, select by the action of a peculiar mechanism, different subjects, which serve to increase and to nourish them.

Since I was a boy - born into a farming family in Bonaire, GA - I've had agriculture running through my veins.

I have English blood running through my veins!

I'm very proud of my heritage and the blood that runs through my veins. I take a lot of strength from that.

I am proud of my black roots and of the black blood that runs in my veins.