Quotes About Immigration

The Arabs—she liked to think of them as the cockroaches of the human race—were spreading like a toxic ooze across the major cities of Europe, poisoning civilized society and watering down the gene pool.

Not that Marcus had any problems with Mexicans, seeing as they had a common enemy in the Orange One

I'm here to tell ya, immigration, it's like rats on a ship. America is the ship and allllll these rats are comin' on board, y'all. And you know what happens when a ship gets too many rats on board? It sinks. That's what." I wondered if a ship had ever really sunk that way.

I was born to a Nigerian dad and a Kenyan mom, and coming to the States was really academic.

A movie grants a visa. A book makes you a citizen.

Throughout the Near East lay rare tinder for anti-Western propaganda: a Moslem culture and history, bitter Arab nationalism galled by Jewish immigration under British protection and with massive American financial support, the remnants of a colonial status, and a sense of grievance that a vast natural resource was being extracted by foreigners under arrangements thought unfair to those living on the surface. This tinder could be, and was, lighted everywhere...

The Statue of Liberty is not that monument's name. It is Liberty Enlightening the World.

She sticks her hand through the fence and wiggles her fingers on the other side. Her fingers are in el norte. She spits through the fence. Only to leave a piece of herself there on American dirt.

At worst, we perceive them as an invading mob of resource-draining criminals, and, at best, a sort of helpless, impoverished, faceless brown mass, clamoring for help at our doorstep. We seldom think of them as our fellow human beings.

where she imagines she's inconspicuous. This is the one benefit of being a migrant, of having effected this disguise so completely: they are nearly invisible. No one looks at them, and in fact, people take pains not to look at them.

At worst, we perceive them as an invading mob of resource-draining criminals, and, at best, a sort of helpless, impoverished, faceless brown mass, clamoring for help at our doorstep. We seldom think of them as our fellow human beings. People with the agency to make their own decisions, people who can contribute to their own bright futures, and to ours, as so many generations of oft-reviled immigrants have done before them.

into tremendous peril, risking their very lives, all for the chance to get to the dream of some faraway country that doesn't even want them.

Jeanine Cummins

from the glass, 'Abuela,' and renews his attack

a few miles outside Culiacán, the monotony is broken by screaming. A lone voice repeats the words over and over, like a siren: ¡la migra, la migra!

Jeanine Cummins

She spits through the fence. Only to leave a piece of herself there on American dirt.

Bundists marched regularly in Times Square, demanding that all "foreigners" be sent back to their own countries and no more admitted; New York had its own share of Nazi sympathizers and American Aryanists.

I support concrete and progressive immigration reform based on three primary criteria: family reunification, economic contributions, and humanitarian concerns.

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.

No human being is illegal.

In the early 1900s, while colonization continued, the original Mexican population of the Southwest was greatly increased by an immigration the continues today. This combination of centuries-old roots and relatively new ones gives the Mexican-American people a rich and varied cultural heritage.

May God Bless Khabbab bin Aratt. He embraced Islam of his own freewill and immigrated (from Makkah) cheerfully. He lived a contented life. He bowed happily before the Will of God and he led the life of a mujahid.

Fear is one of my belongings. Fear will always be a part of any belonging, anywhere, that I ever do, for the rest of my life. I fought hard, to get here to your country. And the first thing you did when I arrived was hand me a letter saying, "Welcome to a country in which you are not welcome. You are now a designated unwelcome person with whom we will do as we please.