Quotes About Home

My relationship with Northeast Ohio is bigger than basketball. I didn't realize that four years ago. I do now.

I love coming home to somebody, I love being in a relationship.

The best love advice I've ever received is probably, 'I'm not leaving the relationship; I'm just leaving the house.'

Family life was wonderful. The streets were bleak. The playgrounds were bleak. But home was always warm. My mother and father had a great relationship. I always felt 'safe' there.

Is your relationship strong enough to survive a trip to Ikea? Is their furniture strong enough to survive a relationship? Have you ever bought a bed there?

I've always been the long-term relationship, go-home-and-meet-mom girl.

The American people, intrenched in freedom at home, take their love for it with them wherever they go...

Have nothing in your house you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful.

Lord, Bless our enemies have mercy upon them, may they turn their course and let us alone, and let us live in peace at our homes in our own native land.

Reparation for our rights at home, and security against the like future violations.

Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits.

Unthread the rude eye of rebellion,And welcome home again discarded faith.

Ay, now am I in Arden; the more fool I: when I was at home, I was in a better place: but travelers must be content.

He that has a house to put's head in has a good head-piece.

'Tis ever commonThat men are merriest when they are from home.

That is my home of love: if I have rang'd,Like him that travels, I return again.

Now I have a choice. I can go back up, collect my football, and head home; or I can go through. I know what I ought to do. I know what every other boy in Amarias would do. But as I see it, those are the two best reasons there could possibly be for doing the opposite.

The most influential of all educational factors is the conversation in a child's home.

The most influential of all educational factor is the conversation in a child's home.

Strange the world about me lies, Never yet familiar grown- Still disturbs me with surprise, Haunts me like a face half known. In this house with starry dome, Floored with gemlike plains and seas, Shall I never feel at home, Never wholly be at ease? On from room to room I stray, Yet my Host can ne'er espy, And I know not to this day Whether guest or captive I. So, between the starry dome And the floor of plains and seas, I have never felt at home, Never wholly been at ease.

I traveled among unknown men,In lands beyond the sea;Nor, England! did I know till thenWhat love I bore to thee.

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. The soul that rises with us, our life's star, hath had elsewhere its setting, and comet from afar: not in entire forgetfulness, and not in utter nakedness, but trailing clouds of glory do we come from God, who is our home.

Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home.

But trailing clouds of glory do we come from God, who is our home.