Quotes About Home

Trailing clouds of Glory do we come, from God, who is our home...

His claim to his home is deep, but there are too many ghosts. He must absorb without being absorbed.

That's the moment I saw my home in his eyes. Maybe it was just a shared moment of smart-assedness.

Family. Family said it all. Fifty years later, the name's the same. Family is the currency that never devalues. Family is beyond value. The priceless thing that enriches our lives and our work.

There is no doubt that it is around the family and the home that all the greatest virtues, the most dominating virtues of human society, are created, strengthened and maintained

Bubba then grabbed a hold of my leg and his eyes got all cloudy and that terrible pink sky seem to drain all the colour in his face. He was trying to say something, and so I bent over real close to hear what it was. But I never could make it out. So I asked the medic, ' You hear what he say?' And the medic say, 'Home. He said, home.' Bubba, he died, and that's all I got to say about that.

There is only one home to the life of a river-mussel there is only one home to the life of a tortoise there is only one shell to the soul of man: there is only one world to the spirit of our race. If that world leaves its course and smashes on boulders of the great void, whose world will give us shelter?

Bare empty space is a relative new conception — one that would be alien, unfamiliar, and incomprehensible to people of primal and ancient cultures. If we think of these earlier views of space and time as naive, misinformed, and anthropomorphic, we must at least recognize the sense of home, security, and support the earlier conceptions of space gave to those who believed and dwelt in them. We have given up this nourishing quality of space — of our abode — at our peril.

Summing up, it is clear the future holds great opportunities. It also holds pitfalls. The trick will be to avoid the pitfalls, seize the opportunities, and get back home by six o'clock.

[I]t is clear the future holds great opportunities. It also holds pitfalls. The trick will be to avoid the pitfalls, seize the opportunities, and get back home by six o'clock.

Everyone in California is from somewhere else.

I remember the sights and sounds and smells of home because the memory of home is the thing that never leaves us.

During the long process of history, by relying on our own diligence, courage and wisdom, Chinese people have opened up a good and beautiful home where all ethnic groups live in harmony and fostered an excellent culture that never fades.

I want to see where you live.", I say. "You look in my eyes. "Be my guest." *** That's how all start. From a misunderstanding. When you say "guest" i think you meaning I can stay in your house. A week later, I move out from Chinese landlord.

It must be the same for you. Living in Arles is probably like living under the sea, in the Ryügü Palace. You have exotic women to dance for you, and you get all dreamy, smelling flowers you never knew existed, and drinking in the colors of foreign roof tiles, so you never get bored, but then one day you suddenly realise you're outside the current of time, and you want to go home.

What's a house when you've lost a country?' she says with a sigh.

A family lives here; they are busy and happy and a little messy but someday that won't be so and you'll be sorry.

Except that it was no more home, just the place where he had grown up, and that first day back, touring the once familiar places only made him realize that he had already lived close to half his life.

Jasper looked around, saw the cleared couch and the piles of books, paper, and detritus that had been cleared off of it, grinned, and dropped onto it. "Quick, Pap," he said, "before that crap starts fighting back and smothers us.

The technique differs slightly depending on whether you have an X-class phone (iPhone X, XR, XS, XS Max) or one with a home button:

Als de hemel donker wordt met zwarte donderwolken, de grote bomen zwaaien in de wind, de pauwen zingen, hunker ik ernaar terug te rennen naar Gir.

There is supercomputer somewhere in the Nevada desert whose sole function is to count the number of times that I have said the following, because it is unquantifiable by human minds at this point, but this time it's really true: I should have stayed home.

The roof leaked and the toilet flushed with the kind of diminished enthusiasm that often precedes serious septic difficulties. She

The face of a golden retriever feels like home.