A Quote by Tatjana Soli

This is what happened when one left one's home - pieces of oneself scattered all over the world, no one place ever completely satisfied, always a nostalgia for the place left behind.
An aircraft cabin is a place that seems to be nowhere, but I find it steeped in the place left behind and the place ahead.
When boys and girls go out to play there is always someone left behind, and the boy who is left behind is no use to the girl who is left behind.
But do you know this idea of the imaginary homeland? Once you set out from shore on your little boat, once you embark, you'll never truly be at home again. What you've left behind exists only in your memory, and your ideal place becomes some strange imaginary concoction of all you've left behind at every stop.
Government should be a place where people can come together, and no one gets left behind. No one…gets left behind. An instrument of good.
There's a certain nostalgia and romance in a place you left.
It is typical, in America, that a person's hometown is not the place where he is living now but is the place he left behind.
One always begins to forgive a place as soon as it's left behind.
When kindness has left people, even for a few moments, we become afraid of them as if their reason had left them. When it has left a place where we have always found it, it is like shipwreck; we drop from security into something malevolent and bottomless.
We're a shifty, sliding population. ... What we refer to as 'home' may be a place we haven't seen in years; a place where there's no one left who knows our name.
I was on the whole considerably discouraged by my school days... It is not pleasant to feel oneself so completely outclassed and left behind at the very beginning of the race.
Left right left right. We're army ants. We swarm we fight. We have no home. We roam. We race. You're lucky if we miss your place.
The Élysée Palace is a place laden with history. It is a place where power has left its mark - over the course of centuries, ever since the revolution. You just sort of become part of it and continue the history. But, of course, there is a sense of gravitas.
After all the planets and all the hosts you've left behind, you've finally found the place and the body you'd die for. I think you've found your home, Wanderer.
I've always lived all over the place, and left Manchester the minute I was old enough to steal a car.
Historic figures have homes to visit for posterity; the Lord of history left no home. Luminaries leave libraries and write their memoirs; He left one book, penned by ordinary people. Deliverers speak of winning through might and conquest; He spoke of a place in the heart.
Traveling is not just seeing the new; it is also leaving behind. Not just opening doors; also closing them behind you, never to return. But the place you have left forever is always there for you to see whenever you shut your eyes.
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