Quotes About Belonging

He wanted badly to tell her that he would never leave her that she belonged to him and always would, but that was not the truth. She did not belong to him. He

The only thing that mattered was where I was and who I was with now, and when Will's arms tightened around me I knew I was right where I needed to be all along.

Having a place to go — is a home. Having someone to love — is a family. Having both — is a blessing.

Having a place to go - is a home. Having someone to love - is a family. Having both - is a blessing.

Martina had attempted to pass for Anglo, but with her dark akin and mine, she could not. Failed, she sat in silence. -Is la pocha too good for Spanish?- He used pocha the new way, to mean Mexican American, for disdain.

Everybody wants to know why we're here, so we search for that answer. We want to know who we belong to so we search for those people and all the while God is whispering, 'Here I am.

Everybody wants to know why we're here, so we search for that answer. We want to know who we belong to so we search for those people and all the while God is whispering, 'Here I am.

Give the ones you love wings to fly, roots to come back to, and reasons to stay.' I just always loved

knowing who you were and where you belonged was one component of good mental health.

Give the ones you love wings to fly, roots to come back to, and reasons to stay.

Women lose their lives not knowing they can do something different...I claimed myself and remade my life. Only when I knew I belonged to myself completely did I become capable of giving myself to another, of finding joy in desire, pleasure in our love, power in this body no one else owns.

The minute your group gets so big you don't know anybody in it and they don't know you, there's hell to pay.

We have all known the long loneliness and we have learned that the only solution is love and that love comes with community.

The only answer in this life, to the loneliness we are all bound to feel, is community.

radicalism was thriving among all groups except the Catholics. I felt out of it all. There was Catholic membership in all these groups of course, but no Catholic leadership.

Could it possibly be that he yearned for some of the same things she yearned for? Love. Someone to call your own. Someone to share the joys and the sorrows of life.

Maybe part of the problem of feeling like this life isn't my real life is that I have no connections, no real links to anyone.

I'd spent so long trying to fit in,trying to be someone i wasn't,that i had no idea who i was any more.

I love you - I am at rest with you - I have come home.

It was awful to have no one belonging to you, and to belong to no one.

I had never felt the kind of love for anything, or anybody like I felt for this piece of earth, right then. And for what we were about to add to it.

You pretend to be more eccentric than you actually are because you fear you are an interchangeable cog.

You can't know what difference you'll make, but you are part of something. I think so. We all have things we're meant to do. People we're meant to care about. We're all meant to matter.

Happiness grows at our own firesides, and is not to be picked in strangers' gardens.