Quotes About Home

I pulled my wallet out and placed it on the bar, trying not to inhale as her scent wrapped around me. How had I not recognized it earlier? It was so strong, so sweet and familiar. So Clare. I breathed in slowly; she smelled like home.... Uh-oh, I'm in big trouble.

We find comfort in routine and in the warmth of our own living rooms.

She took the beast's hand. "Let's go home" she said "to the castle" The beast nodded, and togheter, they placed their hand once more on the pages of the enchanted book, closed their eyes... and pictured home.

Okay, I guess you can come in." "Um, Hannah, you have to, you know, open the front door so I can actually come in." "I thought you were going to - you're standing under my window. Aren't you supposed to climb up here or something?" "My ladder's at home. Also, you call throwing rocks at your window clichéd?

I thought you were going to— you're standing under my window. Aren't you supposed to climb up here or something?" "My ladder's at home.

A family is more than one Person.

A lot of people don't have families. . . . . But they still have homes.

thought to myself: William is the only person I ever felt safe with. He is the only home I ever had.

So often I had the private image of William and me as Hansel and Gretel. Two small kids lost in the woods, looking for the breadcrumbs that could lead us home. ... Being with Hansel, even if we were lost in the woods, made me feel safe.

The house where she had raised her son—never, ever realizing that she herself had been raising a motherless child, now a long, long way from home.

this huge, sprawling place had taken me in—had let me live there. This is what I feel almost every time I see it from the sky. I felt

way that was comfortable. Her house had been

I got on the train, and what I remember is watching New Jersey as the sun came up, and feeling so grateful for my home, so deeply, deeply grateful to be going home to New York, to my home with my husband and my girls. I will never forget it. I loved them all that much—oh desperately I loved them. So there was that as well.

William is the only person I ever felt safe with. He is the only home I ever had.

He took down the curtains that hung in front of the blinds and washed them in the old washing machine. In his mind they were blue-gray curtains, but it turned out that they were off-white. He washed them a second time, and they were an even brighter off-white.

Al ver Nueva York por la ventanilla, sentí lo que he sentido casi siempre cuando vuelvo a Nueva York en avión: asombro y gratitud a esta inmensa ciudad por haberme acogido, por haberme permitido vivir en ella.

Throughout my marriage to William, I had had the image—and this was true even when Catherine was alive, and more so after she died—so often I had the private image of William and me as Hansel and Gretel, two small kids lost in the woods looking for the breadcrumbs that could lead us home.

What most viewers wanted, he believed, was the answers to three basic questions: Is the world safe? Are my home and family safe? Did anything happen today that was interesting?

The priceless copy of Magna Carta on display in the British pavilion was supposed to go home when the fair closed on October 1. After high-level discussion, however, officials thought it would be safer to let it stay in the United States.*

The masses-I love em-they rush for red lights, risking everything to capture a few seconds, only to get home and waste their lives.

On a toujours besoin d'un avion chez soi.

Al nostro lavoro si viene avendo già pianto a casa.

This is where I belong. This is what I have always dreamt of.

So, like a treasure found at home, That I have gained without fatigue, My enemies are helpers in my Bodhisattva work And therefore they should be a joy to me. 108. Since I have grown in patience Thanks to them, To them its first fruits I should give, For of my patience they have been the cause.