Quotes About Home

Children raised in a couple-centered home more fully understand the gospel of Jesus Christ. God's love manifested in marriage speaks more to kids than any Sunday school lesson or sermon. This truth is the essence of Ephesians 5:25. Marriage is used as a word picture for God's love for the church. What is your marriage teaching your kids about Jesus?

Anger is to marriage what termites and rot are to trying to rebuild a home.

Nature is not a place to visit. It is home.

Being the Stream Meditation is not just a rest or retreat from the turmoil of the stream or the impurity of the world. It is a way of being the stream, so that one can be at home in both the white water and the eddies. Meditation may take one out of the world, but it also puts one totally into it.

No more weeping and wailing. No more weeping and wailing. I'm going home to meet my Soul.

I should say: the house shelters day-dreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace.

We comfort ourselves by reliving memories of protection. Something closed must retain our memories, while leaving them their original value as images. Memories of the outside world will never have the same tonality as those of home and, by recalling these memories, we add to our store of dreams; we are never real historians, but always near poets, and our emotion is perhaps nothing but an expression of a poetry that was lost.

But by Alexander Liholiho's time some of them at least were ready to let their cables into the earth and accept the kingdom, with all its faults, as home.

You may not remember the time you let me go first. Or the time you dropped back to tell me it wasn't that far to go. Or the time you waited at the crossroads for me to catch up. You may not remember any of those, but I do and this is what I have to say to you: Today, no matter what it takes, we ride home together.

He kept a piece of algae behind his ear to remind him of his roots. A million years ago every place was a little place by the sea, he would say & my mind would go blank & I would swim through the day without a care in the world & it all seemed so familiar that I knew I would go back someday to my own little place by the sea.

What is your intuition telling you? I said & she shook her head. My intuition is telling me to go back home & take a nap, she said. —Sixth Sense

Stand your ground! Don't move! Don't panic! This is your city! This is your city!

All good children's stories are the same: young creature breaks rules, has incredible adventure, then returns home with the knowledge that aforementioned rules are there for a reason. Of course, the actual message to the careful reader is: break rules as often as you can, because who the hell doesn't want to have an adventure?

Maybe the price of forgetting that even in America, even in New York City, when a man from back home is talking, you better listen closely. (Dark City Lights)

My house had suddenly turned into a hospital ward.

This shall be home, where danger was my cradle, and all we have learned will guard us!

After a ball given by the Margrave Pallavicini, she did not return to the Hofburg until six thirty in the morning, by which time the Emperor had already set out for the hunt, so that she no longer found him at home. Political cares did not deter the Emperor, either, from going hunting as often as possible.

Because this is another thing your average American man in crisis does: he tries to go home, forgetting, momentarily, that he is the reason he left home in the first place, that the home is not his anymore, and that the crisis is him.

Maybe that's the problem with being someplace beautiful: it makes it impossible to live anywhere else that's not.

If one is looking for cultural testosterone and raging off-the-wall competition in the world of communications, Manhattan was - and is - home plate.

I find peace anywhere I go. It depends on what is within the walls of my own home.

What does good in bed mean to me? When I'm sick and I stay home from school propped up with lots of pillows watching TV and my mom brings me soup - that's good in bed.

Falling water has always been a healing balm when I find myself with a despairing mind and cracking soul. The winter rains of Puget Sound, which never start and stop but only drizzle on, signal the cool comfort of home.

Many a man who pays rent all his life owns his own home and many a family has successfully saved for a home only to find itself at last with nothing but a house.