#belonging

I introduced Nora as my wife, though that was a lie. Old people, that's what they wanted to hear. If you were married, you were mature, reliable, exactly like them, because in their day men and women didn't just live together--they made a commitment, they had children and went on cruises and built big houses on lakes and filled them with all the precious trinkets and manufactured artifacts they'd collected along the way. ↗

— T.C. Boyle

#cohabitation #commitment #marriage #maturity #reliability

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 man, woman and child who throws themselves into an activity not for money or fame or because it makes any sense at all but because they love it and they must. ↗

— Thomas Brown

#belonging #love #passion #passionate #art

I don't even remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#remember

It is that, but really, it's about how we don't recognise the little things in life, or appreciate the little things in life like belonging. A sense of belonging is a big thing today. ↗

— James Caan

#appreciate #belonging #big #big thing #how

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. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#company #desires #literature #longings #beauty

Pa never told stories like Grandpa. Or treated the barn like family. Eli knew how Grandpa’s own pa had built the barn by hand, hauling bluestone for the foundation behind a stubborn ox with horns as wide as a tractor. How the smell of the plank walls was like family and how you never washed your chore coat so the animals would smell that you were family, too. ↗

— Sandra Neil Wallace

#author-sandra-neil-wallace #belonging #family #little-joe #nature

Clothes should look as if a woman was born into them. It is a form of possession, this belonging to one another. ↗

— Geoffrey Beene

#belonging #born #clothes #form #into

Plain Kate greased her boots and bandaged her feet, and soon she would walk like a Roamer born. She helped Drina with the water and the wood, and in the long, wet evenings she carved objarka burji. Plain Kate carved fast and learned slowly. She was bewildered most of the time, but Daj called her mira again, and when she asked Drina what it meant, the girl replied, "It means she likes you. It means your family." Family. It could have kept her walking for a hundred miles. And she did walk far. ↗

— Erin Bow

#belonging #hope #longing #wishing #family

How do you eat your roots? ↗

— Kamila Shamsie

#belonging #countries #home #identity #identity-crisis

I've always tried to make a home for myself, but I have not felt at home in myself. I've worked hard at being the hero of my own life. But every time I checked the register of displaced persons, I was still on it. I didn't know how to belong. Longing? Yes. Belonging? No. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#displaced #hero #longing #life