Heather Headley Quotes

I woke up in Australia almost every day for the first 47 years of my life. When I left, I didn't discard that, didn't reject that, didn't forget that. Not even New York City can wipe that out.

I left Jamaica to come to England, but one place became another place. I lived in Tulse Hill, in Brixton and Coldharbour Lane.

Bearing an eternal longing for Jewishness, I threw myself in all directions and left to work for another people. I am not one of those lucky ones raised in their own environment, whose work is normal.

My parents moved from ranch to ranch, valley to valley, town to town, but our roots in Fowler never really faded. For me, it's a place of history, stories and songs, not just facts and figures.

I don't have a deep link with England like, say, Jonathan Coe or Hanif Kureishi might demonstrate. For me, it is like a mythical place.

Whenever you move, I think you lose your history.

I feel like my 50 years at Harvard were an interlude. I'm really a New Yorker.

I can't move back to England. My home is in France now. I'd love to but I can't. My family's all there now.

Lacey didn't like it, even though he was born here, I understand. I mean, he was born in Brooklyn. He told the staff that they better prepare themselves to say goodbye to some of their friends.

If I wasn't going to live in Israel, I had to live in New York.

One does not live in a country for 34 years and find it easy to go.

One of my clearest impressions about India as a child was that my parents' stories would have been impossible had they stayed. Of course, such a vision was self-serving, for it made a virtue of our displacement.

While I was born in Singapore, I didn't actually grow up here. So I don't remember all that much.

The longer I lived overseas, the more I appreciated being from South Africa.

Does anyone who leaves a Baltic country ever want to return to it? Someone must, I suppose.

I left Cameroon when I was 13 years old, and I've lived more in Europe than Africa.

I moved to the States from London when I was 12 years old. My father was in a band and wanted to tour, so we moved here, but it wasn't until I moved to Williamsburg and had my son that I felt like I finally belonged.

My family settled in Cairo in 1980. I was nine. I missed Libya terribly, but I also took to Cairo. I perfected the accent. People assumed I was Egyptian.

I could go back to Argentina to live, but not to play.

I miss being in my home country; here, I'm always a foreigner. America is, of course, built of people who are not from here. But going home, even just landing at Arlanda, the Stockholm airport, I think, "This is where I'm from. These people are my people."

[Immigrating] didn't burn out my desire to travel, though that can happen. There's nothing like immigration to make you want to just stay put. But what I think of as home is this life between Santo Domingo and the parts of New Jersey and New York City that were my childhood, so in my mind it's like home is all those things combined.

I have dual citizenship; it just so happens I live in America. I would like to go back to Wales. I'm obsessed with my childhood, and at least three times a week dream I am back there.

I don't believe I could live in Iran again. A tree, once uprooted from the earth, is very difficult to plant again.

New York is, of course, many cities, and an exile does not return to the one he left.

It's my country but I don't want to know about France - I was born there but I feel English.