5 Quotes by Sana Szewczyk

On the way out through the steel door, as I held Makenzie in my arms, I wondered if she could use her "Dorothy shoes" to take us safely home, if I just held on to her tightly. Then I asked myself: Where is home, really? I hoped that now I would know.

I want to be able to share the place I come from, just like I would share a piece of fresh Polish bread.

The voice was full of satisfaction with the things we had achieved, sadness for the life we had left behind, and hope for the unknown future. I could feel my heart beating strong and fast under my right hand. I wondered if anyone else could hear the beating of my heart. It felt like the integrated pulse of many hearts beating steadily together in this room at that very moment.

I believe that each person has a favorite place, a tree, a mountain, or a beach which they want to come back to, even if the return can only take place in the boundaries of their imagination.

On the way out through the steel door, as I held Makenzie in my arms, I wondered if she could use her “Dorothy shoes” to take us safely home, if I just held on to her tightly. Then I asked myself: Where is home, really? I hoped that now I would know.