Quotes About Home

Our dwelling is but a wandering, and our abiding is but a fleeting, and in a word our home is nowhere.

To be happy at home is the ultimate result of all ambition, the end to which every enterprise and labour tends, and of which every desire prompts the prosecution.

A husband's mother and his wife had generally better be visitors than inmates

He would only ever be home with this woman.

Las frustraciones del trabajo se pagaban en la casa, o buscaban su equilibrio. Como en las familias pobres o las familias tristes

En mi casa, cada vez que se pronunciaba algo cierto, las consecuencias se hacían insoportables: la familia se resquebrajaba. La vida se volvía más difícil. Y hacía falta volver a nuestras mentiras y nuestros silencios para recobrar la calma

If we start close to home, we open ourselves out. I will try to show how, in making sense of things that happen, we also draw on histories of thought and activism that precede us. Throughout I thus reflect on how feminism itself can be understood as an affective inheritance; how our own struggles to make sense of realities that are difficult to grasp become part of a wider struggle, a struggle to be, to make sense of being.

I never met an addict who came from a nice home . I've met addicts that came from families that had money and nice houses. But never from a nice home.

So what if I'm ninety-three? So what if I'm ancient and cranky and my body's a wreck? If they're willing to accept me and my guilty conscience, why the hell shouldn't I run away with the circus? It's like Charlie told the cop. For this old man, this is home.

It's like Charlie told the cop. For this old man, this is home.

But there's nothing to be done about it. All I can do is put in time waiting for the inevitable, observing as the ghosts of my past rattle around my vacuous present. They crash and bang and make themselves at home, mostly because there's no competition. I've stopped fighting them. They're crashing and banging around in there now. Make yourselves at home, boys. Stay awhile. Oh, sorry—I see you already have. Damn ghosts.

I came home poorer by several hundred dollars and richer by more books than I could carry.

Make yourselves at home, boys. Stay awhile. Oh, sorry—I see you already have. Damn ghosts.

At home, she sulked with extravagance, and I learned early that silence was anything but peaceful. She was always upset about some slight, real or imagined, and more than capable of creating a full-blown crisis out of thin air.

Is where you're from the place you're leaving or where you have roots?

home, she sulked with extravagance, and I learned early that silence was anything but peaceful. She was always upset about some slight, real or imagined, and more than capable of creating a full-blown crisis out of thin air.

So which is it? You going back for your home or for your pet? They're the same thing, Peter said, the answer sudden and sure, although a surprise to him.

You going back for your home or for your pet?" "They're the same thing

Peter shifted his backpack and crutches. He took a step toward the bus. Then he turned back. I'm family? That's as true a thing as I've ever known. Now get on that bus.

I couldn't see beyond the walls of our apartment or the few miles between home and school. Every day was about getting through it. Every weekend was about getting back to school, where there could be some structure and my routines.

Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.

Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together.

This is what daughters did. They left, and came home later with lives of their own.

You bought me some forks. And knives. And spoons. Because you love me!