Migration Quotes

The trail of "secret migration" was a shock to me. I knew a little about the difficulties, just bits of news in the media.

"Secret migration" across borders is a form of human degradation and evidence of the depravity of the human conscience.

My parents absolutely did not think of themselves as part of the Great Migration. They knew they were part of a great wave. No one really talked about it in those terms or gave it a name.

With migration [in Europe] you look at the lines and you look at the tremendous amount of young strong men in these lines and you wonder what is going on?

Discussing external migration issues is impossible without discussing internal migration issues

The cool thing about having a book is that it takes on its own life. Once it's in the world, you can't follow it. You'd have to have a pretty fantastic surveillance system to track its migration.

I believe that a psychological, cultural, and philosophical migration back to Africa will solve our problem.

The work the Mexicans are doing in terms of migration control on Mexico's southern border is crucial to our own border security.

[Y]ou, one day, will knock lips with Turkish-coffee-clad veils whose beds our kin must tuck in misty-eyed.

Some people are so much heaven to the square inch that life is simply hell, when she leaves you in order to go south for the winter. (Yes, women are people too, sometimes even threee.)

This Heart at Peace is My Homeland. (Su Shih)

You can leave your place you are sitting at without leaving that place either by playing music or by listening to music! Music is a migration to the unknown!

Now we’re guests in a faraway land nearly 40 years on. No trees, no cool breeze, no best friends. Only endless days spent in sending SMSs...

When this flood blocks the road I am worried more by my soil getting washed, than by getting late to reach my destination.

You are...the embodimentof immediate good karma.The equalizer between bottomfeeders and the sanctimoniouscogs in the system.

When you are born--what you are born into, the place, the history of the place, how that history mates with your own-- stamps who you are, whatever the pundits of globalisation have to say.

Even the new things thatI less than know, I keep trying, did againuntil perfect.

In a sea of human beings, it is difficult, at times even impossible, to see the human as being.

Bob, I am grateful for yourThree letter name.It's another reminder of homeOf a world predictableOf a life I had.

You stand for what is right-for the patient and the staff.Pressures of work may down you, maybe bent but not broken.

I didn't know where it would lead. I wanted things to develop naturally.

paradise seemed further away than India, but Hell had become a bit closer

Haris...as a naive migrantwho just moved here, relying on you tapered worries.