Quotes About Foreignness

Je dis : c'est pour cette raison que tu as précisé que tu avais quelque chose d'étranger ? Il dit : oui, les yeux sombres, la peau brune. Et ce sentiment, qui sait, de ne pas être tout à fait à sa place, ici, d'être une sorte de déraciné, comme si on pouvait avoir le déracinement en héritage.

I exult in the fact I can see everywhere with a flexible eye; the very notion of home is foreign to me, as the state of foreignness is the closest thing I know to home.

How to adjust to a world in which the climax of a scene— and sometimes the central event— is going to sleep? We're going to have to adapt, maybe even invert our sense of priority and our assumptions about what constitutes drama, as most of us foreigners have to do when traveling to Japan.

I don't think I ever got over those early days, though. Even after all these years I can't get over the feeling of being alien in England, of being a foreigner. Sometimes I think that what I feel for England is disappointed love.

I loved those Latin words for their dignity, their foreignness, and the way my tongue had to wrap around them. I felt that in learning the special language of a scholarly order, I was amassing a kind of force. This was the pure and noble side of the world, uncorrupted by secrets and trickery. How extraordinary that a word could serve as a shorthand for an elaborate tale of disease.

The loneliness of the expatriate is of an odd and complicated kind, for it is inseparable from the feeling of being free, of having escaped.

K? iztur?ties, sastopot homoseksu?li? Nor?diet, ka tas jums ir kaut kas nepieredz?ts, jo j?su dzimtaj? pus? t?du cilv?ku nav. P?c tam izturieties pret vi?u k? pret jebkuru ?u?hes p?tnieku, kas ieradies no ?rvalst?m, piem?ram, no Birmas, Ukrainas vai Kubas.

I remember, when my own children were born feeling a great awareness of this new, foreign aspect of myself that was in me and yet did not seem to be of me. It was as though I had suddenly acquired the ability to speak Russian: I didn't know where my knowledge of it had come from.

es ist leichter, sich in eine fremde Welt zu finden, als sich in einer fremdgewordenen wieder heimisch zu machen!

The natural way to represent the foreignness of foreign utterances is to leave them in the original, in whole or in part.

I feel like a stranger in my own world.

The traveler feels at home everywhere, because she is never at home anywhere.

I exult in the fact I can see everywhere with a flexible eye; the very notion of home is foreign to me, as the state of foreignness is the closest thing I know to home.

It was men, not women, who struck me as foreign and desirable and I disguised myself as a child or a man or whatever was necessary in order to enter their hushed, hieratic company, my disguise so perfect I never stopped to question my identity. Nor did I want to study the face beneath my mask, lest it turn out to have the pursed lips, dead pallor and shaped eyebrows by which one can always recognize the Homosexual.

Tan extranjera, tan sin patria, sin lengua natal. Los que decían: , hablaban al menos, en plural.

Tan extranjera, tan sin patria, sin lengua natal. Los que decían: y era nuestra herencia una red de agujeros, hablaban, al menos, en plural.

Whatever is not commonly seen is condemned as alien.

Mais lorsqu'on emploie trop de temps à voyager, on devient enfin étranger en son pays; et lorsqu'on est trop curieux des choses qui se pratiquoient aux siècles passés, on demeure ordinairement fort ignorant de celles qui se pratiquent en celui-ci.

There is something in the clear blue warm sea of the tropics, which gives to the stranger a feeling of unreality.

How little do the lips and heart agree! How joyfully do people break their word! We both are strangers in a foreign land.

Half of the time I don't know what they're talking about; their jokes seem to relate to a past that everyone but me has shared. I'm a foreigner in the world and I don't understand the language.

I can't go to America. I don't want to go to any foreign land where I don't speak the language or know the customs. I'd rather die here by the Vietcong's hands, among my ancestors, than live like a ghost among strangers. You go!

I still have an accent. But when I return to Prague, I speak the language yet do not know what they are talking about.

The Aelfinn are not evil, but they are so different from humanity they may as well be so. They are not to be trusted. —Birgitte Silverbow