Quotes About Belonging

Oh, I think so. Why do we love anybody, after all? Because they have some connection to us. Because they are a part of us. Because their shapes and faces are familiar, and we are not happy if those shapes and faces are missing from our lives.

Thus, the benefit of travel and open-mindedness: one can find one's own tribe.

Oh, son, hardly anybody wants to leave. These mountains are more than just a place for folks around here.

In India we celebrate the commonality of major differences; we are a land of belonging rather than of blood.

India is my country, and in that sense my outrage is personal.

Ostracizing others denies them the ability to be part of the social fabric that is fundamental to our existence, to our survival. In the workplace, this can take on the form of ignoring the new person on the team, or habitually ignoring the contrarian's perspective. For employees to feel as if they are part of a group, stewards need to intentionally integrate people into the team and connect team members to others throughout the organization.

I stood in the line for US citizens, my blue passport in hand, once again aware of the strangeness of returning to my country as the citizen of another. The customs official, a man in his thirties

What is home? I wanted to ask. Haven't I already come home?

Maybe this is what it meant to be a citizen of a place—bonded to each other by the histories thrust upon us.

Being Taiwanese in Japan was like being a guitar-playing monkey: their fluent Japanese elicited awe from the people they met, yet they were considered not-quite-whole people.

In high school I was an outcast... I wasn't cool to hang out with. I ate my lunch in a bathroom stall because that was the one place I could go where I wouldn't been seen.

I grew up in a predominantly Caucasian neighborhood, but my mom is Filipino-Spanish and my dad is Irish.

All I'm saying is: if there's a pool and people are in the pool and you're not in the pool, you want to be in the pool just like those people in the pool. It's just a fact of nature.

There are people whose learning is so great, they seem to inhabit a different realm of species-hood entirely. Somehow, they appear untroubled by the nullness. They are filled up with history and legends and beautiful poetry and all the gestures of all the great people down through time. When they talk, they are carried on a sea of their own belonging. It is like they were born to be fathers to us all.

Happiness and joy are feeling like you belong to the world, and are at home in the world, at the level of nature, humanity and time.

To me it's also talking about how it's okay to have your own identity in the face of all this pressure to have some other identity.

You're chosen by the One who will never unchoose you. You're loved when the crowd cheers and when the lights go out and they all go home.

Heaven itself [...] would be— must be— a coming home.

You see, some people are always longing for the one place that feels right. Then there are those of us who carry our home with us wherever we go. I'm always home.

Then it sounds to me like you love her. And if you love her, then tell her she belongs to you and she needs to get over it. Show her who's in charge. That's what I did with Sara." Zach seemed less than pleased when they all laughed so hard Conall actually fell off the bed.

I'm out here to represent the gingers, the gypsies, and the outcasts. Because I am all of the above, and I'm all about having a great time.

What we love intensely or for a long time we are likely to bring within the citadel, and to assert as part of oneself.

We're outsiders, and so when we walk through the city, we're there and not there at the same time, participating and observing simultaneously.

In France, they make you feel that you cannot be two things at the same time. You can't be French and Arabic; you can't be French and Muslim.