Quotes About Home

Pantala," she echoed back. The lost continent is real, and it has a name. And it's my home now. Pantala, here I am.

Winter — I want to go home.

Whatever the cause, not fully embracing the idea that God really cares about you personally is the spiritual equivalent of running away from home. But it doesn't have to be

Come all you thoughtless young men, a warning take by me And never leave your happy homes to sail the raging sea.

Frijda made a very similar point when he said, "Grief often does not emerge when one is notified of death or departure; such notification consists only of words. Grief strikes when one comes home to the empty house.

This is her home now...of her own free will.

I stood there, 220 pounds of ex-football player, ex-public defender, ex-a-lot-of-things, leaning against the faded walnut rail of the witness stand, home to a million sweaty palms. To Speak for the Dead (The Jake Lassiter Series) http://tinyurl.com/69eua2t

an avoidance of confrontation and a sustaining refuge in the comforts of family life.

land of fortified dwellings.

Sometimes I miss Boston', I said. It was a timid confession. I missed it every day - its space, its familiar streets and smells. I missed the laughter, I missed the feel of American money which was like the feel of flesh. Reality for me was the past, and it was elsewhere. This - London - was like a role I had been assigned to play, and I was still yet unsure of my lines.

the gringos of McAllen stayed at home

I don't want to go to the United States," Mario, another of the old men, said, and he pointed—four blocks north was the fence. "My family is here. I was born here. This is my home.

Travel holds the magical possibility of reinvention: that you might find a place you love, to begin a new life and never go home.

The contemporary sedentary is someone who feels at home everywhere, thanks to cellphones, and the nomad is someone who does not feel at home anywhere, someone who is excluded, ostracized.

Men dream more about coming home than about leaving.

He recognized that he was feeling something he had never experienced before : the desire to live in one place forever. With the girl with the raven hair his days would never be the same again

He recognized that he was feeling something he head never experienced before: the desire to live in one place forever.

If you have to take a stand, home's the best place to do it," he said, and his voice was as soothing as the music.

For he came to perceive that since people were his study, his teachers, the objects through which he could satisfy his persistent wonder about life itself, his own being among others, wherever he lived for the moment, there was his home.

Crime begins in poverty; poverty in insufficiency of food; insufficiency in neglect of tilling of the soil. Without such tilling, man has no tie to bind him to the soil. Without such a tie he readily leaves his birthplace and his home. Then he is like the birds of the air or the beasts of the field. Neither battlemented cities nor deep moats, nor harsh laws, nor cruel punishments, can subdue this roving spirit that is strong within him.

There in that land of mine is buried the first good half of my life and more. It is as though half of me were buried there, and now it is a different life in my house.

Like a treasure found at home, enriching me without fatigue, you, my dear troublemaker, are the means by which a confused person like me will attain enlightenment.

Chaos is part of our home ground. Instead of looking for something higher or purer, work with it just as it is.

So have a good journey home, and always remember—never give up!