What if we all stopped fighting to belong and realized that we already do? What if we acknowledged, in each interaction with ourselves and with others, the eternal, beautiful interconnected energy that flows between us?...

The Tejo runs down from SpainAnd the Tejo goes into the sea in Portugal.Everybody knows that.But not many people know the river of my villageAnd where it comes fromAnd where it’s going.And so, because it...

If ever you do go back, what is it you want of Evesham?””Do I know? […] The silence, it might be … or the stillness. To have no more running to do … to have...

Life in all its brevity deserved to be lived, for the right reasons. Belonging Places.

When we separate ourselves from the rest of the world, the world becomes a lonely and difficult place to live in. When we see ourselves as completely separate, we cannot call upon the power and...

You feel more like home to me than any place I’ve ever been.

I looked forward to making friends at school, but I had come late and friendships had already been formed. I couldn’t find my way into their world. They seemed to have a secret code I...

How do you eat your roots?

I’d chosen the regret I could live with best, that’s all. I’d chosen the life I belonged to.

Maybe your country is only a place you make up in your own mind. Something you dream about and sing about. Maybe it’s not a place on the map at all, but just a story...

The voice so filled with nostalgia that you could almost see the memories floating through the blue smoke, memories not only of music and joy and youth, but perhaps, of dreams. They listened to the...

That is what happens when the heart door opens- you become less yourself than part of everything.’ Many are the sentinels who guard that door: our fears, our self-importance, our meanness, our greed, our bitterness,...

[I]t doesn’t matter whom you love or where you move from or to, you always take yourself with you. If you don’t know who you are, or if you’ve forgotten or misplaced her, then you’ll...

I went to my dresser, turned the lamp off, and crawled into bed. I was taking a chance but I couldn’t help slipping in behind Tweet and draping my arm around her waist. She placed...

Language is the only homeland.

You have to understand that only the very worst end up here: the ones whose anger made them kill, and who felt no sorrow or guilt after the act; those so obsessed with themselves that...

She whispers her hush lullaby in dulcet tones to be carried by the wind sending her message “My today belongs to you.

It was a place you could make into a home if your home hadn’t worked out.

How can you lose me? You’ve owned me from the first moment I saw you.

The sense of belonging together had been deeper than love.

There was a man with tongue of woodWho essayed to sing,And in truth it was lamentable.But there was one who heardThe clip-clapper of this tongue of woodAnd knew what the manWished to sing,And with that...

The weeds of a seemingly learned and brilliant but actually trivial and empty philosophy of Nature which, after having been replaced some 50 years ago by the exact sciences, is now once more dug up...

The fact is, that for the Huichol, and for all those who refuse, who are in flight, words and things are precisely what language does not speak about. Language is a natural act which implies...

She might be without country, without nation, but inside her there was still a being that could exist and be free, that could simply say I am without adding a this, or a that, without...

As Isabel acted out her date, both of them laughing, I stayed in the kitchen, out of sight, and pretended she was telling me, too. And that, for once, I was part of this hidden...

Violence can be a gift. Violence belongs to everyone.

I belong, and my penis, it be long.

Det var en uppväxt av brist. Inte en materiell sådan, där hade vi så vi klarade oss, utan en identitetsmässig. Vi var inga. Våra föräldrar var inga. Våra förfäder hade betytt noll och intet för...

Pack is for comfort when you hurt, I thought, putting my head back down. And for the first time in a long time, maybe the first time ever, I appreciated being a part of one.

I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it...

It’s better if you don’t come at all, then come and act like you don’t want to be here. The same applies to there, when I’m there, which is also confusingly here, though it’s not...

I don’t belong to anyone! I’m not a thing, to be kept or ordered or driven to such despair that I open my own veins. Look at me, Aoife. Look at me! I’m a woman.

But in his heart, he wanted to be at Camp Half-Blood. The months he’d spent there with Piper and Leo had felt more satisfying, more right than all his years at Camp Jupiter. Besides, at...

I don’t think you really belong here, Aviger.” Xoxarle nodded wisely, slowly.Aviger shrugged, and did not raise his eyes. “I don’t think any of us do.””The brave belong where they decide.” Some harshness entered the...

J’ai envie de partir, de m’en aller quelque part où je serais vraiment à ma place, où je m’emboîterais… Mais ma place n’est nulle part; je suis de trop.

I had come to a place where I was meant to be. I don’t mean anything so prosaic as a sense of coming home. This was different, very different. It was like arriving at a...

You could just tell when a person belonged somewhere. That is something you can’t fake, no matter how hard you try

But I also knew that if he turned away from me at this moment, somehow I would survive that, and I would find a way to flourish like the yard that still bloomed and grew...

That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.

When things fall apart, the children of the land scurry and scatter like birds escaping a burning sky….They will never be the same again because you cannot be the same once you leave behind who...

There is no room for me here. Why don’t I pack up and go? Nothing astonishes these people. They take everything in their stride. They neither rejoice at a birth nor are saddened at a...

We are halves, but we make an infinite whole.

As with Dutchy and Carmine on the train, this little cluster of women has become a kind of family to me. Like an abandoned foal that nestles against cows in the barnyard, maybe I just...

Learning and knowing something is cool, but superb knowledge comes when you leave your books and become the inner world’s friend.

When I see individuals so passionate for their chosen field, I feel a very strong sense of belonging. Passion unites us – not just every writer and every chef but every musician, every artist, every...

Loveis not leaning on each other, adjusting to fit a different size.Loveis simply two hands reached out in the darkness,saying; I’ll be your light, if you’ll be mine.

There is no ownership. There is only stewardship.

HEREIt’s-Can I say?It’s like the song of a family where everything’s always all right, it’s a song of belonging that makes you belong just by hearing it, it’s a song that’ll always take care of...

This is how we came by our factions: Candor, Erudite, Amity, Abnegation and Dauntless.” Max smiles. “In them we find administrators and teachers and counselors and leaders and protectors. In them we find our sense...

On the seventh day of the Seventh-month, in the Palace of Long Life,We told each other secretly in the quiet midnight worldThat we wished to fly in heaven, two birds with the wings of one,And...