Quotes About Home

I have a few unusual fans, as you can imagine, so I try to protect the privacy of my home life.

Frying chicken always makes me feel a little better about life.

I was born in Scotland and have lived there all my life. I speak conversational Cantonese with my dad when I'm at home, and very basic Mandarin.

I think I've done a pretty good job of not compartmentalizing my life. I take my core values and I live them out at home like I would in my snowboarding like I would at church with my friends.

There is a clear link between protecting your car and home and protecting your life. So life insurance was a logical addition to the AA's range.

Family is forever and the most important foundation in life.

Akron, Ohio, is my home. It will always be remembered. Akron, Ohio, is my life.

When politics and home life have become one and the same thing, [...] then,[...] it is evident that we will be in a state of total liberty or anarchy.

Take my friends and my home - as an outcast I'll roam: Take the money I have in the bank: It is just what I wish, but deprive me of fish, And my life would indeed be blank.

Fairly cheap home computing was what changed my life.

Praying privately in churches, I began to discover that heaven was my true home and also that it was here and now, woven into this life.

My memory of my home was that it was very happy, and that there was more fun and life there than there was anywhere else.

I think it was Rose Macaulay who said, "A house unkept cannot be so distressing as a life unlived."

My mom was a great cook and great baker all her life.

Cleveland is the place I grew up and lived much of my adult life, so it will always be a part of my soul.

In home life contentment is an essential to daily comfort. One discontented person in the house creates an atmosphere fatal to tranquillity.

I could remember the house on Lexington Street, where the mortgage hung over our heads almost as tangibly as the roof, and we still managed to enjoy life.

All my life I have been restless-- I have felt there is something more wonderful than gloss-- than wholeness-- than staying at home.

Canada is a big part of my life.

Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to.

Woman in the home has not yet lost her dignity, in spite of Mother's Day, with its offensive implication that our love needs an annual nudging, like our enthusiasm for the battle of Bunker Hill.

His eyes glazed over there on the grass of the drainage gully just behind the fence that ran along the back of his yard. In his last moments, he only wanted to go home.

So fuck you, Los Angeles, fuck your palm trees, and your highassed women, and your fancy streets, for I am going home, back to Colorado, back to the best damned town in the USA - Boulder, Colorado.

Goldsboro, North Carolina.