Quotes About Home

There are houses where they don't any longer have dining tables. They will sit in front of the telly and eat.

I don't want food all over the place, down the sides of the sofa... When I shared a flat before I got married, we would always eat around the telly, but not now!

One thing I love and miss when I'm on the road is company when sitting in front of the box. I love watching telly with my fella.

I was happy just being at home looking after the kids. There was always plenty to do, and I didn't feel like doing any telly.

A lot of people tell me, 'You are from North; how do you manage to get along in the South?' I don't know what to say to them. I've always felt at home here, and by learning to speak Telugu, my connection with the place has gotten that much stronger.

In Telugu, they treat an actor or actress with great importance, and the Kannada industry is like home for me, I feel most comfortable working here.

You have to be very insensitive in order to have a cat, because I think they're very independent. When they're kittens, you think they're going to have a dog temperament in that they're going to run to the door when you get home, lick you on the face and cuddle with you all the time, but cats are not that way.

I've only been living in Los Angeles for three years, but I've already become a huge baby about the cold. The temperature in my house is 64 degrees, so I drape a blanket over my body and drag it around like Linus. I am also wearing a sweatshirt.

Bach and Beethoven erected temples and churches on the heights. I only wanted to build dwellings for men in which they might feel happy and at home.

There are far too many children in America in need of a loving home who are shuttled between temporary homes and group shelters that fail to provide the stable, nurturing environment all children deserve.

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.

I know this body is impatient. I know I constitute only a meager voice and mind. Yet I loved, I love. I want no sentimentality. I want no more than home.

again, but he missed his flight out. I don't have to ask him why he missed his plane. I know why. He's scared to go home. He doesn't feel like he belongs there anymore. He belongs here. He has a job here. What's he going to do at home, without a leg?

Mercaptan. They add it to natural gas so you can smell it if you have a leak in the house.

When I'm at home in Virginia, I become more hermit-like. I like my own home.

Why is this happening? Perhaps as you climb into bed alone, you find yourself longing for a warm body or the sense of security of sharing a bed, a home. What you might not have realized, especially in the immediate emotional aftermath of divorce, is that these seemingly conflicting emotions really are connected. They all are a part of your grief.

The consolidation of the states into one vast empire, sure to be aggressive abroad and despotic at home, will be the certain precursor of ruin which has overwhelmed all that preceded it.

It turns out that what makes history come out in triumph is some dumb sheep that couldn't find its way home.

What God effects in the reconciliation does the work of forgetting without the danger of forgetting. He does better than forget: he remembers our evil in grace as the only read thing it ever could have been. He takes away the flaming sword between us and our self-knowledge, and brings us home to ourselves.

Jason smiled. The sound of wings was louder now, the fluttering of angels come to carry him home.

Si se encuentra en el exterior de su casa y al aire libre, no puede hacer nada salvo aceptar su destino —anunciaba el artículo—. Si está en su casa, mire por las ventanas para ver si caen pájaros de los árboles, gatos y perros, personas que caen al suelo y se ahogan, coches que chocan y pánico general, se trata de todos los signos de que se ha producido un ataque con gas.

Earth's the right place for love. I don't know where it's likely to go better.

They cannot scare me with their empty spaces Between stars—on stars where no human race is. I have it in me so much nearer home To scare myself with my own desert places.

When you go home you ought to go like a ray of light—so that it will, even in the night, burst out of the doors and windows and illuminate the darkness.