Quotes About Heritage

I'm a real Kentish maid, you know.

I don't think there's any better present than something passed down from your mama, no matter what it is.

My mama's name is Mescal.

I was born in Manchester, England.

I'm from Cebu. I was one year old when I came here to Cebu from Fujian, south China. I'm Cebuano. I left for Manila when I was 22.

There are no such things as the Elgin Marbles.

I grew up a daughter of a United States Marine, a daughter of a man so proud to be an American.

That's something I always say is good to do in life, is to leave our mark in this lifetime.

Respect and a gentlemanly character - those are marks of a Nebraskan.

People know the Marley family for music.

What is one China? You have to tell me what one China looks like. If a girl is to marry into another family, you have to tell her what that family is like.

Europe enjoyed a heritage of fairy tales alive with talking animals--some almost real, other deliciously bogus-- to spark child's fantasies and gallop grownups to the cherished haunts of childhood. It pleased Antonina that her zoo offered on orient of fabled creatures, where book pages sprang alive and people could parley with ferocious animals.

There one could also find a special kind of pierogi, large chewy kreplach: fist-sized dumplings filled with seasoned stew meat and onions before being boiled, baked, then fried, the last step glazing and toughening them like bagels. The

Joe the storyteller was remembered at the Swan for a long, long time. And though eventually there came a day when the man himself was forgotten, his stories lived on.

Do you mean to tell me, Aurelius, that you are a foundling?" "Yes. That is the word for what I am. A foundling.

earl, his mother a black servant girl—had brought

No hay una vieja casa que no tenga sus historias; no existe una vieja casa que no tenga sus fantasmas.

There's no scientific basis for it." He'd go on about climate and exposure to sunlight and the beginning of agriculture and diet and all sorts of factors, but she was fascinated at the concept that so-called white people were simply descended from people whose environment left them with a need to absorb more vitamin D from the sun.

We're all just a range of shades of brown, sometimes with a little bit of other colors mixed in, like pink and red. But people are funny about stuff like that. We all share the same ancestors, if you go back enough generations. We all come from Africa.

The point of this is not merely to teach ethnic pride or self-esteem. Nor is it, as usually advertised, a campaign to defeat "hate." Rather, it is to teach Hispanics—along with blacks, Native Americans and Asian Americans—to each affirm their ethnic identity and, even more, to define it in resistance to a white identity or even a unified American identity.

Think about this: while black culture is a vibrant presence in America today, Indian culture is ignored, forgotten, virtually nonexistent. Even after the Holocaust, Jewish culture thrives, in Israel, America, and around the world. By contrast, American Indians seem still to bear the original shock of their displacement and virtual obliteration as a people.

The legacy of the past is the foundation of the present.

We are not native. We have no generations of Americans behind us. We have roots elsewhere. We are looking in from the outside. To me, that seems to be perfectly natural.

Why don't you want to be Jewish anymore? I'm tired of the guilt. That enormous nagging historical guilt. What guilt? The guilt of being innocent victims.