Quotes About Roots

You want to do something good for the flowers? Then, keep the flowers in the soil, in nowhere else!

Words derive their power from the original word.

I think the worst thing that ever happened to me was leaving home," she says honestly. "Why?" "Because I miss it like you'd never believe, and then I go away from this place and I miss here too. I'm scared I'm going to spend the rest of my life in a state of yearning, regardless of where I am.

A tradition that we'll never let go. A tradition that I probably will never let go of either, simply because like religion, culture is nailed into you so deep you can't escape it. No matter how far you run.

Solo los muertos no me dan miedo. No piden nada; por eso me dan tanta pena y los quiero tanto, y aún más cuando a veces pienso que soy una muerta viva... que ya habría muerto hace muchas muchas vidas de otra gente... Hay que enterrarlos en lo más profundo de la tierra para que puedan reposar para siempre muy cerca de las raíces. Y convertirse en árboles.

It sounds like something from a Woody Guthrie song, but it's true I was raised in a freight car.

Home is where you make it."

I am delighted to be back home in Galway, the place I first came to as a 19-year-old in 1960. It's here where my heart is and will forever be.

My mother is my root, my foundation. She planted the seed that I base my life on, and that is the belief that the ability to achieve starts in your mind.

As my daddy said, soil is the basis of everything.

There is no land like the land of your childhood.

I never traded my humanity for my long life, Doctor. I've always remembered my roots....You worked so hard to be like your Elder master that you've forgotten what it is like to feel human - to be human. And we humans...have the capacity to feel another creature's pain. It is what lifted humani above the Elders, it is what made them great.

While I enjoy spending time in L.A., Britain is my home.

We are like plants which – whether we like to admit it to ourselves or not, must with our roots rise out of the earth in order to bloom in the ether and to bear fruit.

You can't run away from home. It's not home if you want to run away from it.

There's something to be said for geographic affinity, all right.

History is the fruit of power, but power itself is never so transparent that its analysis becomes superfluous. The ultimate mark of power may be its invisibility; the ultimate challenge, the exposition of its roots.

I find it hard to harness respect for those who genuinely believe that postmodernity, whatever it may be, allows us to claim no roots.

The ultimate mark of power may be its invisibility; the ultimate challenge, the exposition of its roots.

Everything behind the walls is the most important, everything else is a bonus.

There was more to being something than just blood.

History is essential to our understanding of the present. Unless we are conscious of the way in which we came to this point in time as a people, then we shall never fully be able to plan the present and the future. We need to know what roots are still alive. We need to know how things came to be so that we can project from here. We also need to know the failures of the past so that we can avoid repeating them.

In the mind, in the heart, I was always home. I always imagined, really, going back home.

My heart is still Bengali. Isn't Didu's?