Quotes About Home

Family's not a thing, it's a place,' Shay said softly. 'It's where all the memories get kept.

so familiar that you slide back to the place where you fit.

Love is not an equation, as your father once wanted me to believe. It's not a contract, and it's not a happy ending. It is the slate under the chalk and the ground buildings rise from and the oxygen in the air. It is the place I come back to, no matter where I've been headed.

I love feeling loved. I don't love knowing that I will always come in second place. I love the fact that at least sometimes when I am in my home, I'm not alone. I don't love the fact that it's not always. I love not having to answer to him. I don't love that he doesn't answer to me. I love the way I feel when I am with him. I don't love the way I feel when I'm not.

How could you pick, knowing that you'd have to go home and live with the choice you made?

You'd think a house would last forever, but the truth is a strong wind or a wrecking ball can devastate it. The family inside is not so different.

Do you ever go back? Ruthann nods, When I need to remember where I came from, or where I'm headed.

Cinta bukanlah suatu persamaan. Cinta bukan suatu kontrak, dan bukan suatu akhir yang bahagia. Cinta adalah papan tulis di bawah kapur tulis, tanah dari mana gedung-gedung muncul, dan oksigen dalam udara. Cinta adalah tempat aku kembali, ke mana pun aku pergi.

Being scared just meant you had something worth coming back to.

How could he describe how it felt when she finished his sentences, turned the mug they were sharing so that her mouth landed where his had been? How did he explain the way they could be in a locker room, or underwater, or in the piney woods of Maine, but as long as Em was with him, he was at home?

A level of a house, his father has told him, is called a story. Nathaniel likes that. It makes him feel like maybe he is living between the covers of a book himself. Like maybe everyone in every home is sure to get a happy ending.

like yours. That's because home isn't where you are. It's who you're with.

It felt like the stamp of a passport when you reached your own country, and realized that the only reason you'd traveled was to remember the feeling of home.

Best place to be? Adrienne asks after a moment. On the other side of this wall. In my bed, at home. Anywhere with Nathaniel. Before, I answer, because I know she'll understand.

His stone walls are knee-high, not castle-worthy. They have large gaps in them for driveways and paths and grape arbors. And yet every time he drives past a property he's shaped with his own heavy hands, he pictures the parents sitting down to dinner with their children, harmony wrapping the table like mosquito netting as if literal foundations might lay the pattern for emotional ones.

Suddenly Izzy's future no longer seemed impossible. It felt like the stamp of a passport when you reached your own country, and realized that the only reason you'd traveled was to remember the feeling of home.

Home is the place where you know where the silverware lives, where the cups hide, where the clean plates go.

So maybe there is a place in your life you wear out like a rut, or even better, like the soft spot on the couch. And no matter what else happens to you, you come back to that.

If a member of the military can be killed and left in the road, in front of his own house, then who will be safe in this country?

As Thomas Brooks (1608–1680) said, "A family without prayer is like a house without a roof, open and exposed to all the storms of heaven.

My heart is sad, my eyes grow dim, Yet do I put my trust in Him, And in due time, all sorrow past, In safety home I'll come at last.

ahora sintiese una dicha muy grande al despertarse en su nueva morada, pensando en todas las cosas bonitas que había visto el día anterior y en lo que podría ver hoy

I want to see my wife and children every day, I want to see my grass and blossoms and corn ... But above all, except the wife and children, I want to see my books.

Friendship with children is the best atmosphere in a home.