Quotes About Emigration

Apparently, my grandfather left from Cork to America without saying goodbye to his mother! The family in Longford is still not happy about that.

I was only to see Mr. Chaplin once after 'The Kid.' A great artist, one of the greatest, but I'm afraid I don't think very much of him as a man. Running away from the country that gave him everything and denouncing the country in addition is something you simply can't make any allowances for.

It is not because I do not love my adopted land - it is the natural feeling of one far from home, who remembers those happy, carefree days when life flowed at full tide, without responsibility, flashing past one like the drama in a fascinating story of adventure and romance.

Je suis quelqu'un qui ne sera jamais revenu dans son pays natal

Ah, we love where we are born, we Sicilians, but Sicily does not love us.

cuando decidió no emigrar y quedarse aquí, en Lima la Horrible, convencido de que podría organizar su vida de manera que, aunque por razones de trabajo alimenticio tuviera que pasar muchas horas del día sumido en el mundanal ruido de los peruanos de clase alta, viviría de verdad en ese enclave puro, bello, elevado, hecho de cosas sublimes, que él se fabricaría como alternativa a la coyunda cotidiana.

Yet others hummed snatches of German music: one émigré wrote that the melodies of Schubert or Beethoven seemed to reconstitute his dead father.

Under such circumstances it would be better for him to go to Patagonia than to remain in England.

The need for labour, combined with the sheer poverty of Ireland, inspired that despairing urge for emigration in search of a better life which is universal to history. St Patrick's Day began to be celebrated in Manchester. By 1821 there was said to be an Irish Catholic population in Liverpool of 12,000, which would rise to 60,000 in the next ten years.

Why are you emigrating?" "Coz I'm sick of celebrations," says the Jew. "Bought toilet paper—celebration; bought kolbasa—more celebrating.

People leave this town, he said. They don't come here.

A simple way to take measure of a country is to look at how many want in ... And how many want out.

I wonder what it felt to move to a country where you didn't grow up. I had thought about that often since my sister got married. Do you become a character in a story native to that land, or do you, somewhere in your heart, want to return to your homeland.

People are not trying to get into China, they're trying to get out of China. The United States is the only great country where people are trying to get into to this country for obvious reasons.

I know the hardships that my compatriots working abroad are facing.

'Self-deport?' What the heck does that mean?

The diamond absolutes. I am neither internee nor informer; An inner emigre, grown long-haired And thoughtful; a wood-kerne Escaped from the massacre, Taking protective colouring From bole and bark, feeling Every wind that blows; Who, blowing up these sparks For their meagre heat, have missed The once-in-a-lifetime portent, The comet's pulsing tose.

A man can't get his rights in a govment like this. Sometimes I've a mighty notion to just leave the country for good and all.

Conference of 1991, when Israel and its Arab neighbours began face–to–face talks to resolve the Palestinian Arab problem. Following the conference, the Syrian Government, headed by Hafez al–Assad, agreed to abandon two decades of implacable resistance to Jewish emigration. All 3,886Jews in Syria were free to leave–for anywhere but Israel.

The Indian, in truth, no longer has a country. He is reduced to starvation or to warring to the death. The Indian´s first demand is that the white man shall not drive off his game and dispossesses him of his lands. How can we promise this unless we prohibit emigration and settlement...The end is sure and dreadful to contemplate. General John Pope

I know this - nobody gets everything. And we immigrants know this more than anyone. You always have one foot in two places. You can never be truly happy because, from the moment you leave, you are two selves, and wherever you are one half of you is always calling to the other.

And we immigrants know this more than anyone. You always have one foot in two places. You can never be truly happy because, from the moment you leave, you are two selves, and wherever you are one half of you is always calling to the other.

For the first time since I had arrived in America I had an almost physical sense of being in the wrong place, as if I were being tugged by an invisible cords to somewhere a million miles away.

Zinu, ka neviens nevar dab?t visu, un m?s, imigranti, to zin?m lab?k par citiem. Kad cilv?ks pamet savu zemi, vi?š st?v ar katru k?ju cit? viet?. Sirds saš?e?as uz pus?m, un viena pus?te allaž tiecas p?c otras. T? ir cena, kas mums j?maks? par to, kas esam.