Quotes About Home

I trust that the president will try, just give it one more shot, some revolutionary way of not doing this, of bringing all those kids back home safely.

Whoever places his trust into a system will soon be without a home. While you are building your third story, the two lower ones have already been dismantled.

You can never go home again, but the truth is you can never leave home, so it's all right.

If a child is born and raised in a home that is loving and nurturing, where there is complete truth about who we are, you can't give a child any greater place from which to fly.

Time. She had to go home. As soon as the lunar eclipse occurred in three weeks. Because if she stayed here, she would die. Either from the bullet in her back, or from the pain that was slowly sinking talons into her.

Une maison n'est qu'une coquille vide ; ce sont ses habitants qui lui donnent une âme.

What kind of life can you have in a house without books?

It is past time for Republican leadership to answer for record deficits and reckless spending, both in Iraq and in the U.S. It's time for a plan to bring our troops home.

the women we spoke with rarely left home in the same way as spiritual heroes of the past. For the most part they did not sever their relationships with those they loved. Even more remarkably, they did not usually leave home to quest for the sacred, as did virtually every male spiritual seeker from the Buddha to the knights of the Holy Grail. On the contrary, the women we talked with made their connection with the sacred before they ever left home.

But sometimes the males of the species brought home shiny, beautiful things, with hope burning in their hearts.

He had wanted marriage, children, and an upstanding life. He still had the children, thank God, but a man who had salvaged his greatest treasures from the smoldering ruins of his home remained in the middle of smoldering ruins.

do you think you can really run away from home, when you don't know where home is anymore?

It might be nice to have my own place if I should have a gentleman caller

It is strange being at home I grow dull to little things.

there's no place else I'd rather be.

The No. 1 impediment to women succeeding in the workforce is now in the home.

My mom is at my house every day, and she nags me about everything, especially hygiene.

There's definitely space for uniqueness in a home console.

Does one really have to fret About enlightenment? No matter what road I travel, I'm going home.

I spend plenty of time in London and it doesn't scare me, but it's a lonely place, even if you've got friends there. My job takes me all around the world, meeting lots of interesting people. But I think if I couldn't get home, if I couldn't get back to what I consider my real life I'd be frightened.

I remember that I stood on the library steps holding my books and looking for a minute at the soft hinted green in the branches against the sky and wishing, as I always did, that I could walk home across the sky instead of through the village.

I sat on the verandah steps and wept for the loss of my home, for everything that I held to be precious. I tried to muffle the sound of my weeping, but my voice cried out loudly as if it were the only weapon I had against those who had destroyed my life.

V?ve mai i le f?le, my mother said vehemently. Hurry home. She took a drag from a cigarette and walked towards the sewing machine. Her workplace and altar of worship. Before she sat down, she picked up a pair of scissors and pointed them towards me. Ma fa`ap?ku i luga l? g? ulu. K?o ia, fa`akogu so`o. And how many times do I need to tell you to wrap your hair up in a bun before you leave this house? I could just bake you in an oven!

For our immediate family and relatives, Canada was a land of opportunity.