Quotes About Home

I had just settled into Ms. Stein's chair when my cell phone rang. I glanced at the screen, which told me that the call was from Rita. I answered. "Hello?" "Dexter, hi, it's me," she said. "That was my first guess," I told her. "What? Oh. Anyway, listen," she said, which didn't seem necessary, since I was. "The doctor says I'm ready to come home, so can you come get us?

Go home, Sean. Go plant some flowers and mow your grass. And maybe hatch a couple more kids. You sound like Colleen. That's what she wants. It's what we all want. Some of us just don't know it yet.

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THE LITTLE HOUSE AT CROIX-ROUSSE Georges Simenon

There comes a moment, when you get lost in the woods, when the woods begin to feel like home.

To her surprise, Madeleine found herself contemplating this proposal. Why not tell her parents everything, curl up in the backseat of the car, and let them take her home? She could move into her old bedroom, with the sleigh bed and the Madeline wallpaper. She could become a spinster, like Emily Dickinson, writing poems full of dashes and brilliance, and never gaining weight.

None of my daughters lacked for any love. We had plenty of love in our house.

You can never go home again, but the truth is you can never leave home, so it's all right

Whenever I have nothing better to do, I roast a chicken.

If Cthulhu calls tell him that I'm not home.

You know what else I haven't seen? Home stores. I've not passed the equivalent of Restoration Hardware or Crate and Barrel or Pottery Barn, so I get the feeling that no one's killing themselves working double shifts so they can consume stuff to make their homes Pinterest-perfect. Maybe the Roman message is to not let your stuff own you.

A common home renovation show refrain is "Why would anyone put linoleum over all this gorgeous hardwood?!" They did this because it was modern, durable, interesting, and easy to clean. Rest assured that when the next generation renovates your house, they're going to be screaming about all the goddamned shiplap.

There was no mistake. The area on the map was a match for Dr. Margery Crean's home residence, a five-acre plot that included several outbuildings and a dog kennel. How had she missed this?

For Sylvia's greatest bequest was the reminder that true friends are the most precious gift, and that even in the darkest of times love illuminates the way home.

And Richmond is my home. I can't leave. But it will be so hard for colored folks in the South when the war is done. Martha managed a smile. It's always been hard, and we've always gotten by.

You can leave but you can always come back. You can live here again. Life can be a circle, not just a line.

He paints a simple square house with a triangle roof that has an S inside, Because, Suzanne, you are my home.

Suzanne's mother says, 'Children, you don't need to be going and leaving and looking for a rainbow. The rainbow is here.

Shane cut into the pancake and forked up a bite: light, tender, nutty, sweet, and buttery, just like Agnes. Home cooking.

What I want, when I'm done here, is to go back to the house and tell Agnes about my day, find out what happened during hers. That's always interesting.

My house will only be a shell for my body. I don't want anyone to breathe my air with me, to disturb my dust.

Last night you slept alone because you'd had a hell of a day and I'd promised myself I'd keep you safe. When I get back today, I can take you home, I can take you to a friend's, or you can stay here." His gaze slid over her like a lover's touch. "But you won't sleep alone." His husky voice was almost hypnotic. "And I can't guarantee you'll get much sleep.

There are two kinds of houses in the neighborhood where I grew up-the ones where the parents stayed married, and the ones where they didn't.

the floor and cubbyholes for mail against the wall. Upstairs the rooms were airy, with high ceilings and walls