Man's true taproots are nourished in the sequence of generations, and he loses his taproots in disrupted developmental time, not in abandoned localities.
(Beth) "I don't care anymore." I turned my face up toward Heaven. "That's not my home anymore. You are.
My Facebook fans have become my family in a lot of ways, so when that was taken away from me, it felt like a huge part of me was shut down.
["I Don't Feel at Home in This World Anymore" ] really jumped off the page. And there were so many specific notes within the context of the script. Music cues, for instance.
When you have a global mush, people lose their identity, they become pseudonyms, they have no investment and no consequence in what they do.
Exile is like death. You cannot understand it until it happens to you.
I no longer knew what it was like to feel Australian.
You lose your home, you lose your community, you lose your school, you lose your stuff.
The biggest thing I lost when I left religion was that sense of community and the culture. It was an unexpected kind of free-falling. When I was in it, I didn't understand how much the community was a part of my life.
Peace dies when the framework is ripped apart. When there is no longer a place that is yours in the world. When you know no longer where your friend is to be found.
