Quotes About Belonging

Now that Scotty has entered the realm of myth, everyone wants to own him. And maybe they should. Doesn't a myth belong to everyone?

A new remote and unfamiliar place can make the prior remote and unfamiliar place seem like home.

Being somewhere but not completely: that was home for Danny, and it sure as hell was easier to land than a decent apartment. All he needed was a cell phone, or I-access, or both at once, or even just a plan to leave wherever he was and go someplace else really really soon. Being in one place and thinking about another place could make him feel at home.

Being somewhere but not completely: that was home for Danny, and it sure as hell was easier to land than a decent apartment.

Tatum and Oriole and that group are by the pool but they aren't my direct friends and I can't join them without Stella, it would seem weird and they might be nice but they might also freeze me out the way Stella and I might freeze out one of them if she all of a sudden attached herself to us.

If he couldn't search or retrieve or view his own past, then it wasn't really his. It was lost.

In fact the whole apartment, which six years ago had seemed like a way station to some better place, had ended up solidifying around Sasha, gathering mass and weight, until she felt both mired in it and lucky to have it—as if she not only couldn't move on but didn't want to.

Sometimes, before coming inside, Eddie would stand in the hall and overhear a festive gaiety from behind the closed door. It always surprised him. Did I imagine that? he would ask himself later. Or had they been easier—happier—without him?

Knowing all of this makes us one step closer to being real, but not completely. When does a fake Mohawk become a real Mohawk? Who decides? How do you know it's happened?

She was not unique, but neither was she alone. Reading might have saved her.

The more we feel compelled to keep explaining ourselves, the less like others we become.

I'm still really close with everyone at home and their parents - and their brothers and sisters. I was so, so, so lucky to grow up as part of a community and I don't take that for granted. I try very hard to stay part of it.

In my teens, I was never part of the cool crowd.

To express your sense of place in the world is, it would seem, an endless act of translation. A self-portrait is not always a depiction of a body.

Family makes a house a home.

My grandmother always taught me, 'If you don't have a home, family, and church, you don't have anything.'

What is it with folks always talking about where they're from? You could grow up in a muddy ditch, but if it's your muddy ditch, then it's gotta be the swellest muddy ditch ever.

Est unus ex nobis. Nos defendat eius." She is one of us. We protect her.

Nobody knew what it was like to be torn between what it meant to be human and what it meant to be Pack better than me.

Home isn't a place. Home is the people who love you. Forever and ever, no matter what.

Home isn't a place, Cassie.' The memory crept up on me. 'Home is the people who love you most, the people who will always love you, forever and ever, no matter what.

Mi casa es su casa. Literally. I'm pretty sure your dad owns it.

Home isn't a place. Home is the people who love you most, the people who will always love you, forever and ever, no matter what.

She'd let me in, and for the first time, I actually wanted to do the same, to tell someone the truth. That I wasn't normal. That I wasn't human.