Quotes About Home

My girlfriend Siri is a food blogger, and we both love to entertain and eat. This is what happens when you're in your thirties: what was once a passion and real appetite for nightlife in New York City manifests itself into other things, like entertaining at home.

War was like sailing. You could learn about clouds, wind direction, and currents, but the sea remained forever unpredictable. All you could do was adapt to it and try to return home alive.

Your roots aren't to be found in your childhood so much as in your child. It's he who provides your link to the world, and home is wherever he is.

Despite our live-for-today philosophy, eventually tomorrow came. Upon returning home, I discovered with dismay that my bank accounts were almost empty.

Christ asks for a home in your soul, where he can be at rest with you, where he can talk easily to you, where you and he, alone together, can laugh and be silent and be delighted with one another.

You need a village, if only for the pleasure of leaving it. A village means that you are not alone, knowing that in the people, the trees, the earth, there is something that belongs to you, waiting for you when you are not there.

What's the good of a home, if you are never in it?

Show me that I m everywhere and get me home for tea.

You're the emblem of The land I love. The home of the free and the brave.

Philosophy is really homesickness.

I seek to call America home to those principles that gave us birth.

Mainers is the name for those who choose to live in Maine, whether born there or elsewhere. Mainiacs is the name for those who are born in Maine but choose to live elsewhere.

The English are not happy unless they are miserable, the Irish are not at peace unless they are at war, and the Scots are not at home unless they are abroad.

We know that when people are safe in their homes, they are free to pursue their dream for a brighter economic future for themselves and their families.

It is not only my laboratory and my place of work but also my home, so that on the 30th October I was able to share my happiness immediately with my students and collaborators and, at the same time, with my wife and family.

Why we Americans should be so dendrophilic in our homes, and so dendrophobic in our business-districts is another subject of study which should be referred to our anthropologists.

Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell's grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan's stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow's smile. He used to mess my hair and call me "little sister," she remembered, and suddenly there were tears in her eyes.

The Lord of Winterfell would always be a Stark

All Daenerys wanted back was the big house with the red door, the lemon tree outside her window, the childhood she had never known.

Never ask me about Jon; he is my blood and that is all you need to know! Ned was different. He brought his bastard home, and called him son.

I don't ever want t' leave this cave, Jon Snow. Not ever

The north remembers, Lord Davos. The north remembers, and the mummer's farce is almost done. My son is home.

She wondered where this courage had come from, to speak to him so frankly. 'From Winterfell,' she thought. 'I am stronger within the walls of Winterfell.

A crisp roast chicken would set the world aright.