Quotes About Roots

My home is San Francisco - that is definitely what I consider my home.

I like going to San Francisco. It's close to where I grew up.

San Francisco's my home town, you know.

I've been in thousands of conversations dripping with misogyny. I've initiated many of those conversations myself. From my fraternity roots to my bachelor days in New York, I know I have not always shown up in ways that I am proud of.

My mother is French, my father is Texan.

I feel very French and I need my life here; I need all my friends and family.

You can say all you want about first down, second down, but it starts with fundamentals.

So never lose an opportunity of urging a practical beginning, however small, for it is wonderful how often in such matters the mustard-seed germinates and roots itself.

You cannot know where your people are going if you don't know where your people have been.

Granma and Granpa wanted me to know of the past, for "If ye don't know the past, then ye will not have a future. If ye don't know where your people have been, then ye won't know where your people are going.

The sun is shining - the sun is shining. That is the Magic. The flower are growing - the roots are stirring. That is the Magic. Being alive is the Magic - being strong is the Magic. The Magic is in me - the Magic is in me. It is in me - it is in me. In every one of us.

you are going to be sent home.... I 'm glad of it but where's HOME ?

Then I will chant," he said. And he began, looking like a strange boy spirit. "The sun is shining – the sun is shining. That is the Magic. The flowers are growing – the roots are stirring. That is the Magic. Being alive is the Magic – being strong is the Magic. The Magic is in me – the Magic is in me. It is in me – it is in me. It's in every one of us.

Southerners have a gene, as yet undetected in the DNA spirals, that causes them to believe that place is fate. Where you are is who you are. The further inside you the place moves, the more your identity is intertwined with it. Never casual, the choice of place is the choice of something you crave.

Each of us has a family tree full of stories inside of us, Dirk thought. Each of us has a story blossoming out of us.

Any religion circles like a planet around a sun which it must use for its energy, upon which it depends for its very existence. Her voice came barely above a whisper: What do you see in your sun, Lord? A universe of many windows through which I may peer. Whatever the window frames, that is what I see. The future? The universe is timeless at its roots and contains therefore all times and all futures.

Ima trava okolo! I korenja okolo!" Jessica translated silently: "These are ashes! And these are roots!

I am, always have been, and always will be proud of my Nigerian heritage.

I grew up in Arizona listening to Hank Williams Jr., Johnny Cash, Tammy Wynette, and Dolly Parton.

I grew up listening to my mother's collection of Hank Williams, George Jones and Marty Robbins records.

I grew up in Willow Grove, Pennsylvania, with my parents and sisters, but my family would drive every weekend to Hammonton, where both my grandparents lived and where my parents were raised.

We had our wheat. We made our own olive oil. We made our wine. We had chickens, ducks; we had sheep, cows, milk. So I was raised in a very simple situation but understanding really food from the ground... the essence of food and the flavors. And those memories I took with me, and I think that they lingered on.

My favourite poem is called 'Roots and Wings' - it's a very moving poem about how if you've got real roots you can fly.

I will never not know where I came from. I can be in the biggest house, the best apartment, winning Tonys and Grammys and whatever, and I will always remember waiting in line for government cheese and bread and having food stamps. I had a tough life, and I will never not know the way I was raised and the place where I was raised.