Quotes About Belonging

I promise you'll never be alone again, Amalie. My home is yours now. My family is your family.

When did your family come to the US?" Joaquin bit back a grin. "We didn't. The United States came to us." Mia's brow furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?" "My family has been living in Colorado since before this was a state or even a US territory. After the Mexican-American war, the border shifted south, making the San Luis Valley part of the United States. As my grandma likes to say, 'We didn't move. The border moved over us.

Hanukah is over, we're not Jewish anymore," she tells me.

I don't want to be Jewish, I want to be British," she announces in early December.

Even now that I'd learned i wasn't human

Just because we're living in the stickes doesn't mean we have to look like we belong here

To whom do books belong? The books we read and the books we write are both ours and not ours. They're also theirs.

When I look through Bob, the actual stories between his mottled covers may have been written by others, but they belong to me now. Nobody else on the planet has read this particular series of books in this exact order and been affected in precisely this way. Each of us could say the same about our respective reading trajectories. Even if we don't keep a physical Book of Books, we all hold our books somewhere inside us and live by them. They become our stories.

I love you, Zo. That's yours to keep. No matter what.

Quoting the Slavophile Russian writer Alexander Solzhenitsyn ('To destroy a people, you must sever their roots'), Awlaki claimed that Muslims 'are suffering from a serious identity crisis', sharing more in common with a 'rock star or a soccer player' than 'with the companions of Rasool Allah [Mohammed]'.

And gun-owning truck drivers in Louisiana have more in common with trishul-wielding Hindus in India, bearded Islamists in Pakistan, and nationalists and populists elsewhere, than any of them realize.

Halk tektir, çünkü yerleÅŸik topluluk s?n?rlanm?? tehlikelerden kaynaklanan korkular? yat??t?rmak için iÅŸbirliÄŸi yapar. Bunun yerine çokluk, kendini evinde hissetmeme duygusundan, "tüm taraflar? ile dünyaya maruz kalma" duygusundan kaynaklanan risk ile birleÅŸir.

Çok, çok olduklar? ölçüde, "kendini evinde hissetmeme" duygusunu paylaÅŸanlar ve asl?nda bu deneyimi kendi toplumsal ve politik pratiklerinin merkezine yerleÅŸtirenlerden oluÅŸur.

Citizenship is a way of being in the world rooted in the knowledge that I am a member of a vast community of human and nonhuman beings that I depend on for essentials I could never provide for myself.

the ancient human question "Who am l?" leads inevitably to the equally important question "Whose am l?"-for there is no selfhood outside of relationship.

the reality we belong to, the reality we long to know, extends far beyond human beings interacting with one another.

Alice Kaplan is a teacher of French language and literature, and she has done this kind of remembering in a book called French Lessons. "Why do people want to adopt another culture?" she asks as she summarizes her journey into teaching and into life. "Because there's something in their own they don't like, that doesn't name them."5

It seems ironic to suggest that some of us may be called to build community in our churches, for the church as it was meant to be is a historical archetype of community.

No habit of the heart is more crucial to making "We the People" a reality than extending hospitality to those who appear alien to us.

Certains animaux connaissent des extases peut-être plus puissantes ontologiquement à partir de leur silence et au sein de leur appartenance au milieu, que nous-mêmes à partir du langage et dans notre désappartenance progressive encore qu'intermittente à la nature. Certains cerfs d'automne pris dans leur brume sont plus au courant de l'intrigue originelle que les dieux.

Understanding anyone begins with the person's family history and the culture he or she is a part of.

If I could take all my parts with me when I go somewhere, and not have to to say to one of them, 'No, you stay home tonight, you won't be welcome,' because I'm going to an all-white party where I can be gay, but not Black. Or I'm going to a Black poetry reading, and half the poets are anti-homosexual or thousands of situations where something of what I am cannot come with me. The day all the different parts of me can come along, we would have what I would call a revolution.

You are not a beggar at the table of life. You are the honored guest.

Mercy is not a proper Indian name."..........."Rash Coyote Who Runs With Wolf. We could shorten it to Dinner Woman.