Quotes About Home

So dogs kept coming home with us, one after another after another. We had crossed over into full-blown dog lunacy and burned the bridge behind us.

My guess is that over the years we've had 300 dogs in our house as pets.

The three-story derelict is home to Smitty, Gale, and Gale's baby - a nuclear family nested on the corner - and Ella is accustomed to seeing them on the front steps, waiting for redemption or a cool breeze from the harbor, neither of which seems particularly likely.

Having your evening coffee over A field guide of trails or alpine blossoms & so I need now to ask you Which of the old journals did you first Open to a map of my long wandering When did you first know I'd come back & how did you find yourself here & how did you know this single lantern You are reading by was the last possible Light to lead me home?

It may be that places exist in order that memory itself has a home.

The human brain now holds the key to our future. We have to recall the image of the planet from outer space: a single entity in which air, water, and continents are interconnected. That is our home.

dining room and up the stairs to

He hasn't run away from home. You can't run away from what you don't have.

No. We talked about this. I'm going home to eat a pie.

Whoops,' said John. 'I tossed our ball into another universe.' 'You wanna go home?' 'Yeah, just let me get my ball.

Of course, it is likely enough, my friends, that we are going to our doom: the last march of the Ents. But if we stayed at home and did nothing, doom would find us anyway, sooner or later.

A teenager stood there. Right in the middle of my living room, a space that had been proudly teenager-free for years.

As soon as you get home, you meet the reanimated body of the guy you beheaded earlier. He's also got a new head, stitched on with what looks like plastic weed-trimmer line, and it's wearing that unique expression of "you're the man who killed me last winter" resentment that one so rarely encounters in everyday life.

old houses move in their sleep like the dreaming, remembering limbs of very old people. Boards whisper, steps cry out softly to the whispering remembrance of footfalls long gone to earth. Mantelpieces strain gently in the darkness beneath the ghosts of old Christmas stockings. Joists and beams and rafters hunch lightly like the brittle ribs of old women in their sleep: the heart recalling, the worn carpet slippers whispering down the halls again.

Hate, my gentle lady, said Captain Anschutz, is only Love that has lost its way home in the dark.

And for the information of young hunters, I will just say, in this place, that whenever a fellow gets bad lost, the way home is just the way he don't think it is. This rule will hit nine times out of ten.

I'm a married man. If I want sex at this particular point in my life, I go home for it.

Be whoever you want to be. Party all night if you want. Just come home to me.

What's great about TV, and what I love about being on 'Parenthood ' is you have this family. I'm now going on four years of working with the same 100 people, and that helps you feel like your life has more roots. It's more conducive to having a family, and you're staying in town. So that part is amazing.

Of course, I did not realize it at the time, but it was to be nothing like a year before I came home again. I did not know when I would see Brisbane again, but I knew that I would. Someday. And indeed I did. That is when we found the body in the chapel. But that is a tale for another time.

Usually you just walk and walk among people who are not of your tribe, and then suddenly, there you are, in a place that feels familiar and known.

It was the feeling of not belonging, and longing for your familiar couch and your familiar TV with all those comforting TV people who couldn't see you.

Where your heart is, there lies your treasured home.

Let thy sacred heart be thy holy home.