Quotes About Belonging

I feel very much at home in the early nineteenth century and am not inclined to leave it.

I wanted a name on my shirt that represented who I am, and I feel I have no connection with the Alli surname.

I have no nationality, no country.

I never really left Glasgow. No doubt I've spent most of my grown-up life away from the city but I've always had somewhere to lay my head.

I'm Cuban. Both my parents are Cuban. My grandparents are, too. Although I have no idea where Fit comes from.

The people in Dominica and the small communities where I were had no idea who I was, and there's no better security than that.

I have no idea what a British sensibility or a British sense of humor is. I have no concept of what that is. I have no concept of what American sensibility is. I was born in Great Britain, but I was only there for six months, and we moved to Belgium, where I grew up.

We'll see what happens in the future, but I have no intention of leaving the Republican Party.

I have no interest in Israeli citizenship... Israel does not want me, nor do I want Israel.

There's no point apologizing about where you come from.

I was always a little unsteady in my self-belief. Then there was the Jewish thing. I love being Jewish, I have no problem with it at all. But it did become like a scar, with all these people saying you don't look it.

I love being Jewish; I have no problem with it at all. But it did become like a scar, with all these people saying you don't look it.

I know my journey's not over yet, and that life is a winding path, but I can only hope it somehow circles back to the place I belong. That's

Also, mugs, like car bumpers and T-shirts, have become places for people to proclaim allegiances, names, hobbies, heroes, graphic tastes.

It's a mystery of human chemistry and I don't understand it, some people, as far as their senses are concerned, just feel like home.

No man is an island...

You can find people. It's like those acrobatic displays.... Those ones when you stand on top of loads of people in a pyramid. It doesn't really matter who they are, as long as they're there and you don't let them go away without finding someone else.

I've developed contours for his elbows and knees and bum, and nobody else quite fits into me in quite the same way

I loved them, and would always love them. But there was no place where they could fit anymore, so I had nowhere to put all the things I felt. I didn't know what to do with them, and they didn't know what to do with me, and isn't that just like life?

There was an awful lot to be said for familiarity, if you thought about it. It was an extremely underrated virtue, ignorable until the very moment that you were in danger of losing whatever or whoever it was that was familiar.

I have learned things from the game. Much of my knowledge of locations in Britain and Europe comes not from school, but from away games or the sports pages, and hooliganism has given me both a taste for sociology and a degree of fieldwork experience. I have learned the value of investing time and emotion in things I cannot control, and of belonging to a community whose aspirations I share completely and uncritically.

Years later, Tony would discover that writers never felt they belonged anywhere. That was one of the reasons they became writers. It was strange, however, failing to belong even at a party full of outsiders.

Marcus was difficult simply because he frequently gave the impression that he was merely stopping off on this planet on his way to somewhere else, somewhere he might fit in better.

So, as she walked down the stairs into the club, she was looking forward to a seething, teeming, wriggling, wiggling throng of dancers, many of whom she'd recognize: she wanted to see former pupils, local shopkeepers, museum regulars, all of whom would look at her as if to say, Here we are! What kept you?