Henri Nouwen Quotes

L.A. really doesn't feel like home to me anymore.

I never really felt like I belonged in California.

I belong nowhere and to no one.

I loved New York, but I never quite felt like New York was my home either.

Sometimes I wonder where I am from. I am either way ahead or I come from another world. I don't recognise this world.

Growing up, I never really felt like anything was my own. I moved a lot, and I never belonged anywhere.

I didn't have just one place where I could say, 'That's my home.'

I had spent my whole life feeling homesick. The only difference between the two of us was that I didn't know what or where home was.

I don't know what 'home' or 'abroad' is any more.

I've always craved to belong to somewhere, but I never have and never will.

You get people who come to London, sever links with where they come from, and then when they need people, there's nobody there. To feel like you can't go back home would be a horribly sad place to be, as is mistaking fame for genuine love and affection.

Lots of times you can feel as an exile in a country that you were born in.

I feel like I've never had a home, you know? I feel related to the country, to this country, and yet I don't know exactly where I fit in... There's always this kind of nostalgia for a place, a place where you can reckon with yourself.

I never felt truly at home in Switzerland.

I don't feel that I belong anywhere. Or rather, if there's a place I belong, I don't feel I'm there.

I don't really feel like I belong anywhere.

I've been quite lucky in that the roles that I've been able to play are all kind of outsiders. And, you know, I belong to so many places and belong to none of them at the same time, so there's this sense of displacement - I very much understand what it is to not fit in or belong somewhere.

I've very aware of my rootlessness.

When you've moved 13 times, you lose track of where you're from.

I was realizing that I didn't have a home. I didn't really feel at home in one place.

When I was younger I felt lonely... In terms of my thought processes. I had the constant feeling that I thought differently to everyone around me. So, I suppose I felt lonely for a home. I didn't know where I wanted to be, but I knew I wasn't there yet.

Home is where you feel at home. I'm still looking.

I never had a sense of home.

Home is where the people who live there need me to come home to them, and worry about me when I'm gone. There's no such place on this earth, no matter how far I drive.

I'm not used to feeling like I belong where I am.