Quotes About Home

Orphans The word seems sad when you say it. An orphan is like a soul bulb waiting to be planted in just the right place. When you're an orphan, you no longer belong, but a child is a child of everyone, they belong to a community, to a greater garden, she says.

If I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn't there, I never really lost it to begin with.

No matter how dreary and gray our homes are, we people of flesh and blood would rather live there than in any other country, be it ever so beautiful. There is no place like home.

His valet! In the rush of getting him off, his clumsy damned valet had put the wrong boots on him. Oh, when he got home ... when he got home he would have the oaf punctured! Worse. Dragged through the streets and bitten to death by small children.

From 1909 to 1914, Lovecraft turned from adolescent to adult; but his life during this period is an almost utter blank. Apparently he sat at home, day after day, staying up most of the night and in bed all morning, reading voraciously, writing reams of Georgian poetry, and doing little else.

Still, there was no point in hurting Damon. She loved Damon, too. "I'll try," she promised. "We'll take you home," he said. "But not yet," she told him gently. "Let's wait just a little while." Something happened in the fathomless black eyes, and the burning spark went out. Then she saw that Damon knew, too. "I'm not afraid," she said. "Well—only a little.

Pas...de...lieu...Rhône...que...nous

And … it was as simple as that. All questions answered, all fears put to rest, all doubts removed. What she felt was not merely passion, but a bruising tenderness and a love so strong it made her shake inside. It would have been frightening in its intensity, except that while she was with him, she could not be afraid of anything. She had come home. This was where she belonged, and she had found it at last. With Stefan, she was home.

Happy the man who lives at home, making it his business to regulate his desires.

The most important piece of furniture in a house is the garbage can.

All I ever wanted was to keep my family together.

People are our safe places. I have one: a person who's a home and a world to me.

Even if it was just walls and a roof with papers inside, it had bewitched him, and drawn him in, and given him everything he needed to become himself.

Rushing, like wind through a door, and Karou was the door, and the wind was coming home, and she as also the wind. She was all: wind and home and door. She rushed into herself and was filled. She let herself in and was full.

And there would be a door to shut out the world, and places to put things that would be theirs.

Como si él fuera ese lugar seguro que siempre estaba buscando y nunca encontraba.

And... a bed. A bed and a blanket to cover them, a blanket that was theirs together.

Still, it was Indiana, it was the dirt she had bloomed up out of, it was who she was, what she felt, how she thought, what she knew.

I'm vegan on home base, but when I travel to other countries, I throw it all into the garbage.

Sementara aku diam-diam semakin yakin makanan Aceh yang benar-benar enak mungkin hanya didapatkan di rumah orang Aceh, bukan di rumah makan

Lawrence has a wonderful hill in it, with a university on top and the first time I ran away from home, I ran up the hill and looked across the world: Kansas wheat fields and the Kaw River, and I wanted to go some place, too. I got a whipping for it.

You belong where you're loved.

Their oldest child, James, had spoken laughingly about Will's unrelenting fear of ducks and his continual battle to keep them out of the pond at the family home in Yorkshire.

And you should not be out and about in your nightgown. There are Lightwoods wandering these halls.