161 Quotes About Refugees

Through love, tribes have been intermixing colors to reveal a new rainbow world. And as more time passes, this racial and cultural blending will make it harder for humans to side with one race, nation or religion over another.

We are all refugees from our childhoods. And so we turn, among other things, to stories. To write a story, to read a story, is to be a refugee from the state of refugees. Writers and readers seek a solution to the problem that time passes, that those who have gone are gone and those who will go, which is to say every one of us, will go. For there was a moment when anything was possible. And there will be a moment when nothing is possible. But in between we can create.

I said to you,"Hold my hand.Nothing bad will happen."These are only words.A father's tricks,It slays your father,your faith in him.Because all I can think tonight ishow deep the sea,and how vast, how indifferent.How powerless I am to protect you from it.All I can do is pray.

But if I didn't make an effort on my part, there'll always be regret, wouldn't there?

Under the torn tarpaulin for a roof and the broken plastic sheets for the four walls, they looked at the stars in the sky and dreamed!

we are the boat returning to dockwe are the footprints on the northern trail we are the iron coloring the soil we cannot be erased

At the end of the day, it’s not about who the refugees are, or if they are refugees at all. We are not helping “the refugees”, we care only about the People behind the label because we are all human beings. We create those borders inside our heads and pretend that we care about where each of us comes from, allowing those borders to limit our way of thinking and living.

We have to pull out all the stops in welcoming the refugee and the immigrant, in getting to know those who live around us, in showing love to our neighbors. We can't afford to isolate people anymore. We can't afford to push folks to the fringes of our society.

Should 'sleep' be plural? No, sleep is an idea, like love, no s. So many decisions in a single simple sentence. Exhausting, this elaborate dance of words.