Quotes About Home

O Oysters,' said the Carpenter, You've had a pleasant run! Shall we be trotting home again?' But answer came there none - And this was scarcely odd, because They'd eaten every one.

Well!" thought Alice to herself. "After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs! How brave they'll all think me at home! Why, I wouldn't say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!" (Which was very likely true.)

I hear they feed you in Sing Sing," Evie muttered. "Three squares a day." "Evangeline," Will said with a sigh. "Charity begins at home." "So does mental illness.

Sometimes your place is not something you find, but something you have when you need it.

It was funny how their odd little family of friends had changed him. Made him feel safe. Theta, Memphis, Henry, Jericho, Mabel, Ling, Isaiah, and especially Evie. They'd been there for him. Opened the parts of him he was afraid would be closed off forever. Why had he wasted so much time bottling up his feelings? What did that ever get anybody but dumb fights? He had friends. He had a home in them. And Evie was home, too.

We all walk in a land of dreams. For what are we but atoms and hope, a handful of stardust and sinew? We are weary travelers trying to find our way home on a road that never ends. Am I a part of your dream? or are you but a part of mine?

I'm a gypsy at heart," Qwilleran said. "Home is where I hang my toothbrush and where the cats have their commode. See you tonight.

A cat without a tail is better than a politician without a head. Theres a destiny that leads a hungry cat to the right doorstep. Home is where the sardines are. No matter how humble, a free meal is not to be sniffed at. Where theres a will, a cat will find a way. Soft cushions are for catsall others use them at their own risk. What goes down must come up, if its a pill.

We designed the house to go with her looks.

Hale was among the first in a very long line of women who stepped far beyond the home but had phenomenal success in telling other women that the home was where they belonged.

She spread her arms wide to encompass the old pine table they had painted robin's egg blue, lightly sanding it in places so the white primer showed through. She had pulled out Aunt Evie's moss green platters and bowls, filling enough of them with everything from cheesy quiches to creamy chocolate pies, butterscotch cupcakes to the beef bourguignon to cover every inch of counter space. The place smelled heavenly.

My mother spent all of her life seeking the metaphorical home she called "Mercy Street.

Honey, the only experts in PMS are men. That's why men are so good at fighting wars; they learned Escape and Evade at home.

Cause I'm not a stray cat or something you found by the side of the road." Tully grinned. "You mean like Kyle?" Tully leaned over and said, "His daddy don't like to talk about it, but he picked Kyle up over on Jessup Road hidin' under a car." Kyle wanted to be mad, but he couldn't. Not with Emma around. "Yeah. And your momma told me she got you from the pound. Had you fixed there, too.

than she was, but for the next three days—or was it four?—the kids' meals would be her responsibility. "Let's go out for pizza!" Matt suggested exuberantly. He was standing on the raised hearth of the double fireplace that served both the kitchen and dining room, and Sharon

This place," Sophie said, looking around at the ranch-house kitchen the next morning, "needs a woman's touch. Or maybe a crack decorating crew from HGTV or DIY.

Once upon a time, there was a little girl in a big house who loved her father so much she was sure he would never leave her. But he did. And now this.

Man may have been made in the image of God, but human society was made in the image of His opposite number, and is always trying to get back home.

Leaving home' to me means adopting the attitude that the pursuit of the truth is more vital than the pursuit of what society — your home — tells you is important.

In society it is etiquette for ladies to have the best chairs and get handed things. In the home the reverse is the case. This is why ladies are more sociable than gentlemen.

Not just charity, even corruption begins at home.

My home is in Heaven. I'm just traveling through this world.

Make two homes for thyself, my daughter. One actual home . . . and the other a spiritual home which thou are to carry with thee always.

A house is not a machine to live in. It is the shell of man, his extension, his release, his spiritual emanation.