Quotes About Assimilation

My dad was a labourer and my mum had exactly the same job as Noel Gallagher's mum - she was a dinner lady at our local school. Everyone comes over from Ireland and they get the same jobs.

I'm a chameleon. When you put me in certain soils, musically speaking, I will be in that place.

There are no Muslim ghettos in the U.S.

The question is, why do we have Muslims in the country?

We don't hate Muslims, but they have to integrate.

None of Europe's modern nations are genuinely native.

We thank you for the offer, healer, but Shea is unused to our ways." Jacques couldn't remember most of them himself.

Everyone is crazy here, Savannah. You are going to fit right in.

His new life required no great change in the patterns of his behaviour. It was merely an adjustment. He had always known how to make himself invisible.

He was so much the picture of different kinds of assimilation that it was almost a case of multiple personalities.

In ten minutes they will have arrived on campus. George will have to be George; the George they have named and will recognise. So now he consciously applies himself to thinking their thoughts, getting into their mood. With the skill of a veteran, he rapidly puts on the psychological makeup for this role he must play.

I live in Chinatown," said Charlie, and although that was technically kinda-sorta true, he knew how to say exactly three things in Mandarin: Good day; light starch, please; and I am an ignorant white devil, all taught to him by Mrs. Ling. He believed the last to translate to "top of the morning to you.

Polish, Lithuanian, and German—Dom.

It seemed as easy as that, if you came late to the world and found ready-made those things that other countries and peoples had taken so long to arrive at – writing, printing, universities, books, knowledge.

M. Myriel had to undergo the fate of every newcomer in a little town, where there are many mouths which talk, and very few heads which think.

One becomes gradually accustomed to poison.

He had to submit to the fate of every newcomer in a small town, where many tongues talk but few heads think.

M. Myriel had to undergo the fate of every newcomer in a little town, where there are many mouths which talk, and very few heads

Vy na samom dele ne russkaya, ne tak li?

French is a foreign language, but I've been speaking it since I was 18 so it's second nature to me.

American natives were thought to be a simple, malleable people who, once they came to understand the benefits of European faith and civilization, would embrace them.

This is the mountain standing in the way of any true Negro art in America—this urge within the race toward whiteness, the desire to pour racial individuality into the mold of American standardization, and to be as little Negro and as much American as possible.

One of the Indigenous healers I consulted in the first year of the case had said to me, "An Indian has to be an Indian, or he's hollow." Thirty years later, in 2018, the Indigenous American writer Tommy Orange wrote in his novel There There, "It's important that he dress like an Indian, dance like an Indian, even if it is an act, even if he feels like a fraud the whole time, because the only way to be Indian in this world is to look and act like an Indian.

As the poet Prageeta Sharma said, Americans have an expiration date on race the way they do for grief. At some point, they expect you to get over it.