Quotes About Roots

every myth, every fable must have some roots. Something lies among those roots.' 'It does. ... Most often a dream, a wish, a desire, a yearning. Faith that there are no limits to possibility. And occasionally chance.

To jest tak, jakby? te wszystkie znajomo?ci dosta? w spadku. Po rodzicach, po dziadkach, pradziadkach. Tak to dzia?a. W?a?ciwie to ich nie znasz, ale znasz.

The roots of envy always run deeper and wider than the relationship in which it surfaces. In

Much of what is being taught is the acceptance of a "kinder, gentler suffering" that does not question the unwholesome roots of systemic suffering and the structures that hold it in place. What is required is a new Dharma, a radical Dharma that deconstructs rather than amplifies the systems of suffering, that starves rather than fertilizes the soil of the conditions that the deep roots of societal suffering grow in.

Pero las raíces (…) sólo se pueden arrancar con un pedazo de corazón, ¡y quién quiere que se lo arranquen sabiendo que ya nunca sanará! Sólo cuando está en juego el corazón entero y comienza a actuar el instinto de conservación, prefiere uno dejarse mutilar.

I touch up my roots at home every 2 weeks so my blonde roots don't show.

Don't forget about us. No lights are too bright to forget where you come from. Remember. Remember.

Lynda Johnson Robb: Children's books tie together the stages of life. You read them when you are eight or ten or twelve, and then they stay with you. I still have many books that I loved as a child and have kept; I read books to my own children; and now we will share books with my grandchildren. ...Children's books stabilize me, they are my roots; they help me in times of stress. They help me connect to happy memories, to those I love, to the generations in my family. They provide comfort.

Second cousins.

I'ma always stick to my roots, but whatever life brings, that's what is meant.

Apart from work, whatever pending things I have to do, I do it in Murshidabad.

I don't even know what 'keep it real' means. I mean, where you live doesn't make you real, you know what I'm saying? I take care of my family, my friends and I live in a nice house and whatnot but you never forget where you came from.

Do not forget from whence you've come.

I'm happy that I have my family, and I'm happy that I had Virginia, where I grew up, to retreat to any time I felt overwhelmed. Whenever there were times when I felt like the rug was being pulled out from under me and I was floating in this crazy space, I would stop and go back to that neighborhood and realize nothing's changed, really.

U.P. is where I belong to, I was born in Meerut, so whenever I come here, I'm reminded of my childhood.

OK, well maybe I have to get back to Judaism. In the sense that if I look at me and my forebears forever stretching back to I don't know, whenever there's no sense of place and therefore no sense of nationality.

You have to remember where you came from, and I definitely have enough brothers and sisters to kick me in the butt whenever I get out of line!

When I have a chance to go back to my village, I always remind myself where I came from.

I'll never forget where I'm from. It's essential to remain humble and evolving.

It is important for all of us to appreciate where we come from and how that history has really shaped us in ways that we might not understand.

You never get away from that thing in your hometown that it has over you. You don't outgrow where you come from.

My heritage and my culture and where I'm from mean the most to me, more than anything,.

I have two homes, like someone who leaves their hometown and/or parents and then establishes a life elsewhere. They might say that they're going home when they return to see old friends or parents, but then they go home as well when they go to where they live now. Sarajevo is home, Chicago is home.

You can have more than one home. You can carry your roots with you, and decide where they grow.