To live and die amongst foreigners may seem less absurd than to live persecuted or tortured by one’s fellow countrymen…. But to emigrate is always to dismantle the centre of the world, and so to move into a lost, disoriented one of fragments.”
“Emigration, forced or chosen, across national frontiers or from village to metropolis, is the quintessential experience of our time.
—John Berger, And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief As Photos
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