Quotes About Home

An unhurried morning routine at home can help your child get ready—and feel ready—for school without haste or anxiety.

I wanted to get us a place of our own with a little bit more space. The kitchen is just huge, because my mom... lives there, man, and she loves being in the kitchen.

When he learned from home that "all the nuns and priests along the Atlantic coast" were "putting in a lot of praying time" on his behalf, Jack was comforted but said he hoped "it won't be taken as a sign of lack of confidence in you all or the Church if I continue to duck.

The map that said this is where we are. This is who we've always been. This place of yours that will always be here. This place you can always call home.

Christmas... is not an external event at all, but a piece of one's home that one carries in one's heart.

An artist has no home in Europe except in Paris.

There is room in the smallest cottage for a happy loving pair.

Whenever I find a spark of that hidden fire that will sooner or later consume the old and create the new, I am drawn to it with love and hope, regarding it as a sign of my future home.

It's funny about hearing, the way it goes. She finally got her hearing aid to work right, got it to squeak, but that lady down at the nursing home said she just took hers out, said she'd heard enough already.

The joys of friendship inert the heart and fizzy home bouncing jubilantly with laughter-buttered love.

Yeah, well, at least I don't run away the second I get scared," Conor replied with sputtering anger. "You think this isn't hard for me? You think I don't have doubts too? You think I want to be stuck in some castle across the sea from my home? Go ahead and call me sheep boy any time you want. Herding sheep takes a lot more courage and know-how than sneaking away in the night!

This is why people will never hear stories about Winston," Harvan complained. "He just held a master shapecrafter in suspension on her home turf, and he made it sound boring.

It happens in the epilogues. The stories after the stories. Warriors who have fought return home, but find they no longer belong. The battle has changed them, warped them, to the point where they are strangers. They protected the society they love, but in doing so, made themselves into something that could never again belong to it.

I was wrong though. The hike was longer than I had remembered, and I did manage to get lost. So I was wandering down there, imagining the glory of the awesome battle happening above, when my father infamously broke ranks and fled from the enemy. His own flight shot him down in retribution. By the time I got home, the battle had been won, my father was gone. And I'd been branded the daughter of a coward.

I was born in this country and I have never very much wanted to leave. I remember Pop's dead eyes looking at me. They were real dry, and that took something out of me. From Trilobites

Living, growing up, working, or worshipping on eggshells creates huge cracks in our sense of safety and self-worth. Over time, these cracks can be experienced as trauma, whether this happens at work or at home.

In the cartography of the heart, the most meaningful connections are the landmarks that guide us home to ourselves and to each other.

Rubin, Happier at Home

We may not always have a sense of belonging on the recess playground or at a big, fancy conference, but in that moment we knew that we belonged where it mattered the most—at home.

She stripped off the leather coat she'd worn to bridge, and he hung it on an elaborate yet unique coat tree next to some built-in bookshelves that were so extensive his living room almost resembled a library—at least on that side. Ariana guessed he'd put them where the staircase used to be. The new staircase was made of wrought iron and was no longer against the wall. "I love your shelves," she said. "Thanks. I built them myself.

Jesus says simply, "Remain in me, as I in you" (John 15:4). Home is not a heavenly mansion in the afterlife but a safe place right in the midst of our anxious world. "Anyone who loves me will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we shall come to him and make a home in him" (John 14:23).

All my life I've wanted to see London. [...] I wanted to see London the way old people want to see home before they die.

I grew here; you flew here.

Ik ga naar huis, hier dicht bij, naar wie ik liefheb, naar de mensen, met wie ik verbonden wil zijn. Jawel, mevrouw, die 'liaisons', altijd veranderend van kleur en inhoud, zijn de zin van mijn bestaan.