Quotes About Home

I must go home periodically to renew my sense of horror.

Martin: Yes, I'd like to go home and do some work. I'm writing a novel about women from the women's point of view.

I recognise the place, I feel at home here, but I don't belong. I am of, and not of, this place.

Sometimes I can be walking down the street, or riding a bus, and suddenly I see somebody who remind me of somebody I know back home, and I close my eyes and find myself thinking of the sea, or the taste of grafted mango, or the smell of saltfish frying, and then I come back to myself and open my eyes and realise where I am.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with returning to the house you grew up in every now and again. It's good for the soul.

I'd live anywhere, - in one room, in the castle ruin right now – if it meant we could all just be together.

Like Rosaleen and Arthur's house, this had the feel of generations of people who had lived there before, families that had grown up, run and shouted through the hallways, broken things, grown things, fallen in love. Instead of the occupants owning the house, the house owned a part of each of them.

He aprendido que el hogar no es un sitio, es un sentimiento.

Every table has a story

I've learned that home is not a place, it's a feeling. I can make the flat look as pretty as I can, put as many flower boxes on the window sill as I want, put a welcome mat outside the front door, hang a Home Sweet Home sign over the fireplace, and take to wearing aprons and baking cookies, but the truth is that I know I don't want to stay here forever.

Tenho uma doença que está além do alcance da medicina; mesmo meu bom amigo Graham não tem cura para ela. Assim que eu chegar em terra, vou querer partir de novo. Meu lar é o navio. Minha pátria é o mar.

Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things: air, sleep, dreams, sea, the sky - all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.

On the drive home I continue to try and jar the fetus loose with more abrupt driving maneuvers.

It's called Two and a Half Men," Dermot was telling his guest. "I understand," Bellenos said. "Because the two brothers are grown, and the son isn't." "I think so," Dermot said. "Don't you think the son is useless?" "The half? Yes. At home, we'd eat him," Bellenos said.

but I was sure he'd been talking about the home of someone white, because he'd said, All the pictures on the walls, they all white as lilies and smiling like alligators.

But I also knew that if he turned away from me at this moment, somehow I would survive that, and I would find a way to flourish like the yard that still bloomed and grew around my family home. I'm Sookie Stackhouse. I belong here.

I settled opposite him in my favorite chair, low enough that my feet can touch the floor, wide enough to curl up inside, with a little table beside it just big enough to hold a book and a coffee cup.

At the time, I thought if Stan Davis wanted to live on Green Valley Road, or in the Hundred-Acre Wood, that was his right as an American

Any place books are massed together makes me feel at home.

Earth is the home of the living, not the dead.

Nothing could stop tragedy from visiting your home. The angel of death would not pass over, leaving you unscathed, no matter how large your house was.

I haven't changed, I'm still the same lad who lives at home with my mam, brother and sister.

You can make the First Lady's job whatever you want it to be. To some women the job is more involved with the entertaining. They feel at home doing the things at home.

My best evenings are at home with my lady.