Malcolm X Quotes

You can’t hate the roots of the tree without ending up hating the tree. You can’t hate your origin without ending up hating yourself. You can’t hate the land, your motherland, the place that you come from, and we can’t hate Africa without ending up hating ourselves. The Black man in the Western Hemisphere—North America, Central America, South America, and in the Caribbean—is the best example of how one can be made, skillfully, to hate himself that you can find anywhere on this earth.

You can't hate the roots of a tree and not hate the tree. You can't hate Africa and not hate yourself.

When we were children, we were told that we have a motherland, and that motherland was Spain. However, we have discovered later, in our lives, that as a matter of fact, we have several motherlands. And one of the greatest motherlands of all is, no doubt, Africa.

I'm an immigrant and I will stay an immigrant forever.

I am Chinese - it doesn't matter what other people say.

I'm Colombian and nothing will change that.

It's really hard to escape where you were brought up. Not that I would ever want to escape it.

You can't run from your roots of who you are.

In America, we all come from somewhere else, and we carry along some dream myth of home: a notion that something - our point of origin, our roots, the home country - is out there.

Embracing my origin has made me the confident and grateful person I am.

We should not ignore or isolate our roots, no matter where we stay.

Algeria is what allowed me to accept myself.

I know that everything essential and great originated from the fact that the human being had a homeland and was rooted in tradition.

I'm proud of who I am, and I'm proud I grew up in Puerto Rico.

I am who I am, a Southie.

Just going to Africa is amazing; it all comes back to the motherland. It's pretty much where everything started.

I was born in Brooklyn, but I never lived there.

I'm very proud of my roots, and I would never try not to be who I am.

You carry your country with you, it's part of your baggage.

I love Madrid. I am happy to be here. I have been here three years and hope to be here longer. But I am proud of where I come from and never forget the people I grew up with.

I've always known that my father's father and grandfather and grandmother were from Mexico. I've never denied it. I've always said it.

I call Iran home because no matter how long I live in France, and despite the fact that I feel also French after all these years, to me the word 'home' has only one meaning: Iran. I suppose it's that way for everyone: Home is the place where one is born and raised.

You can take the guy out of the neighorhood but you can't take the neighborhood out of the guy.

I really do feel part of America to my very bones; at the same time, I know that I come from somewhere else.

My family comes from New Zealand, but I'm a London girl. I was born and raised in London, but I've got the blood of a New Zealander, so I always kind of felt like I didn't belong - in a good way.