Quotes About Home

Peace like charity begins at home.

Anywhere you find peace of mind is your home!

I've read that the ancient Chinese art of feng shui can bring a sense of peace, well-being, and positive energy to a home - same as beer.

Grace will meet you in the valley, and her song will carry you home on the wind to another sky filled with ethereal beauty unfolding and love everlasting.

When I go home and get off tour, I'd like to have a peace of mind. I like to chill. I don't like everything to be all chaotic like how it is when I step outside, you know?

Such short little lives our pets have to spend with us, and they spend most of it waiting for us to come home each day.

Of the seven experiments, the ones that have been most investigated so far have been the pets. The dogs who know when their masters for coming home, and the sense of being stared at.

I cannot imagine not going home to animals. They are the closest thing to God. They don't harbour resentment.

Philosophy is transcendental homelessness; it is the urge to be at home everywhere

It's always been my philosophy to try to make art out of the everyday and ordinary...it never occurred to me to leave home to make art.

Philosophy is properly home-sickness; the wish to be everywhere at home.

The food we ate was Indian, and both my mother and father were very deep into the ancient philosophy of India, so it could well have been an Indian household.

Philosophy is really nostalgia, the desire to be at home.

How keen everyone is to make this world their home forgetting its impermanence It's like trying to see and name constellations in a fireworks display.

Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky, a dream come true, I'll live there til I die.

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

He wants his home and security, he wants to live like a sailor at sea.

Everyone is from somewhere, even if you've never been there.

A house is a compressed territory where our basic needs can be fulfilled close by and safely.

Philosophy is really homesickness.

Our country is where ever we are well off.

My home is my heart. I am wandering through the way of love.

I would rather write a book without a title if my true friend chooses to live in a million dollar home in London and acts foreign.

If human beings cannot inhabit the earth, where else could they live?