Quotes About Assimilation

Education is a change of mind, an acceptance, and an assimilation.

In many ways, the title American is an oxymoron because one may look it on the outside but not feel it on the inside.

An individual understands a concept, skill, theory, or domain of knowledge to the extent that he or she can apply it appropriately in a new situation.

I have become a queer mixture of the East and the West, out of place everywhere, at home nowhere.

You know, Daddy, it isn't the work that is going to be hard in college. It's the play. Half the time I don't know what the girls are 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.

Lydia's English is a help, but there are many different languages in el norte. There are codes Lydia hasn't yet learned to decipher, subtle differences between words that mean almost, but not quite the same thing: migrant, immigrant, illegal alien. She learns that there are flags that people use here, and those flags may be a warning or a welcome. She is learning.

One does not adopt a new idea, one slips into it.

In grade school I was taught that the United States is a melting pot. People from all over the world come here for freedom and to pursue a better life. They arrive with next to nothing, work incredibly hard, learn a new language and new customs, and in a generation they become an integral part of our amazing nation.

Like a bird handled by humans whose flock would not accept it back, Rob now wore the unwashable scent of the Ivy League.

Emanating from this giant thorn is an endless, perhaps automatic, need to assimilate and to mimic. Assimilator and assimilated interact through the catalyst of a script of words, which powers the engine of transformation.

The fingers of the attacker feel what will soon belong to his whole body.

But you get used to anything.

There were other things we noticed only at first, before we accepted them as a part of daily life. Then they got harder to describe, the way it's hard to describe what it feels like to breathe air.

There was something strange about this country of America, something that they all seemed to share and understand and she did not.

Then, I will be a real Italian girl, instead of a total American who still can't hear someone across the street to his friend Marco without wanting instinctively to yell back Polo!

European emigrants and their descendants are all over the place, which requires explanation.

This combines with the constant refrain from many in Europe and the USA that Muslims are intrinsically culturally inassimilable, thus essentializing and naturalizing Islam and Muslims.

I say I don't know how to make them accept me.

All the different ways of talking English I throw together like a salad and dine greedily in my mongrel tongue.

Siempre existe un modo e obedecer.Esto es lo que los cerebros occidentales deberían comprender. -Quizás el cerebro nipón sea capaz de obligarse a sí mismo a olvidar un idioma. El cerebro occidental carece de ese recurso. [...] -Inténtelo de todos modos. O, por los menos, hago como que lo intenta. He recibido órdenes al respecto. ¿Me ha comprendido?

If we deny our culture and become nothing and everything, that weakens us.

I grew up all around the world, and when I settled in a suburb in America, I didn't have any idea what I was supposed to wear.

I got Rampage's style down so good I am even wearing my dog's chain!

If you walk through Knightsbridge on any bland day of the week you won't hear an English accent. You'll hear every accent under the sun apart from the British accent.