Quotes About Home

Jacob, more than any other character, embodies the geographical breadth of the Five Books of Moses: He was born in the Promised Land, journeys back to Harran, returns to Canaan, travels to Egypt, and is eventually brought home to the land that bears his name.

In here were the six toothbrushes of the residents and an egg-coloured carpet with a known verruca.

The Ozarks are a fixture in my mindscape, but I didn't stay local in every respect. I always think of Miles Davis, People who don't change end up like folk musicians playing in museums, local as a motherfucker. I wouldn't describe my attachment to home as ghostly, but long-distanced. My ear has been licked by many other tongues.

except my eyes had fallen right off the vista and landed on a black 1967 Chevy Impala. It didn't belong up here in the woods any more than Petite might've, but it was a beautiful car. Gary parked a few spaces down from it and I got out to walk circles around it. Kansas license plates. I patted the Impala's hood and mumbled, "Long way from home, aren't you, baby?" before reluctantly turning away.

The smell of home was indistinguishable from the smell of leaving home: each inhalation a mix of familiarity and fear.

I could live here forever. Maybe even become real New Yorker someday.

On the other hand, it seemed to be working. For Samantha, anyway. And in comparison, my own relationship with Bernard was sorely lacking. Not only in sex, but in the simple fact that I still wasn't sure I was ever going to see him again. I guess the best thing about living with a guy is that you know you're going to see him again. I mean, he has to come home at some point, right?

So, while the spouse-child hides out in his "home office"—a misnomer since he's never produced any actual work there—his

Some seem to regard existence here as camping out, and never make a real home, living in their trunks for years. Even those that have homes are making changes all the time, trading one for another, or building afresh. yes, really, it's almost like living in a big tent, with houses instead of tents.

novels. I can't imagine living anywhere as corrupt, overrun, mismanaged, and freak-infested as Florida. I also can't imagine living anywhere as beautiful or so worth fighting for. Carl Hiaasen Vero Beach June 7, 2013

Wild chickens were roaming all over the streets. 'Your pal ought to feel right at home,' Merry said. 'You kidding? He hates the damn things. Says they're filthy and crawling with lice.' 'Chickens get lice?' Coolman said, 'I work hard not to think about it.

his mother wanted him closer to home. The funeral had been

Hey, where's your girlfriend? The one that was down at Flamingo?" "Oh, she's home cleaning the machine guns." Tool wasn't sure if the guy was joking. Then, out of the blue, it hit him—that's who the picture on the altar looked like: the blackmailer's girlfriend.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbour life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit? Yes. Settle? Not yet. Like it or not, for the moment, the Earth is where we make our stand. It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. ... To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another and to preserve, and cherish, the pale blue dot; the only home we've ever known.

Maturity entails a readiness, painful and wrenching though it may be, to look squarely into the long dark places, into the fearsome shadows. In this act of ancestral remembrance and acceptance may be found a light by which to see our children safely home.

Lost somewhere between the eternity of time and immensity of space is our tiny planetary home

Home, you think. Home. This is my world. This is where I come from. Everyone I know, everyone I ever heard of, grew up down there, under that relentless and exquisite blue.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known. — Pale Blue Dot, 1994

Birds know, better than humans, not to spoil the nest.

A building is a home if the people who inhabit it have memories and love and a place in the world. Otherwise, it is just a building, a shelter against the elements, and it can never be anything more.

Your home is wherever you make it. Your people are whomever you wish them to be. But your responsibilities are sometimes given you without choice, without consent.

Wishing gets people killed," he often said. "Using your head gets you home.

The wages of sin is death but so is the salary of virtue, and at least the evil get to go home early on Fridays.