Quotes About Belonging

I don't sing about myself," Campo said. "I sing about life. I am happy, but life is sad. The songs don't belong to me." "Well, you sing them, who do they belong to?" Pea asked. "They belong to those who hear them," Po said.

Tattoos made my skin more 'me.' -Melissa Maxwell

problems came when I tried to fit myself into someone else's life

Meus problemas começavam quando eu tentava me encaixar na vida de outra pessoa, ainda mais quando isso significava desistir de uma parte de mim no processo.

sometimes you find your way to the place that wants you most.

Wasn't that the gift of a home? You looked at it the same way, but then when you needed it to, it showed you all over again the many ways you'd been during the time that you had been living there. The many ways it had brought you back to yourself.

Wasn't that the gift of a home? You looked at it the same way, but then when you needed it to, it showed you all over again the many ways you'd been during the time you had been living there. The many ways it brought you back to yourself. The many ways it still brought you back to yourself.

It was comforting, the way this place got more beautiful every day. Wasn't that the gift of a home? You looked at it the same way, but then when you needed it to, it showed you all over again the many ways you'd been during the time that you had been living there. The many ways it had brought you back to yourself. The many ways it still brought you back to yourself.

What brings you to our little corner of the world? And how can I go about making it your favorite corner?

La vida sería mucho más agradable si uno pudiera llevarse a donde quiera que fuera, los sabores y olores de la casa materna.

Ellos, que no pertenecen ni a mi mundo ni al de los españoles. Ellos, que son la mezcla de todas las sangres--la iberica, la africana, la romana, la goda, la sangre indigena y la sangre del medio oreinte--, ellos que junto con todos los que estan naciendo, son el nuevo recipeinte para que el verdadero pensamiento de Cristo--Quetzalcoatl se instale nuevamente en los corazones y proyecte al mundo su luz, ¡que nunca tengan miedo! ¡que nunca se sientan solos!

Nothing anywhere could be better than being at home with the home folks, she was sure.

Mid pleasures and places though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.

Mid pleasures and palaces, though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.

Going to college don't make you from somewhere, any more than a cat born in an over can call itself a biscuit.

At Cornell she had discovered that domesticity had a brain; here, in the beloved, safe home that was entirely hers, she was learning that it had a heart.

Where is home? Home is where the heart can laugh without shyness. Home is where the heart's tears can dry at their own pace.

Neal stood, kicking free of the clinging curtain. I'll kill you. I drew the firestar and pointed it at him. I don't think so. She is pack now, Sylvie said. You fight one of us, and you fight all of us. Edward raised his eyebrows at me. What is going on, Anita? I think I've been adopted, I said.

Vampires are people too!

I really wish the "normal" people would leave us freaks alone and stop trying to save us. We get by, we take care of each other, and the people who cost the freaks their jobs didn't give them employment, or a place to stay, or a family to be a part of; they just destroyed their world and felt morally superior for doing it.

Everyone else goes home for nostalgia, and happy memories. I end up feeling like I never fit in with the family as a child, and being older hasn't changed that.

It is not merely happiness we all seek. We seek some place where we belong. For the lucky few, we find it in childhood with our own families. But for most of us we spend our adult lives seeking that place or person or organization that makes us feel that we are important, that we matter, and that without us something would go undone and undoable. We all need to feel that we are irreplaceable.

Holly sat down, as if at home. But, Guido wondered, would she be happy where there were no trays?

Out on the street I felt lost wandering around without my child. I felt I ought to wear a pin that said: I have a child in school at the moment.