Quotes About Home

I lift my head from the pillow I see the frost the moon. Lowering my head I think of home.

Twenty nine point three gallons. Not enough gas to get home. As simple as that. As simple as that we go over the edge.

And in each loss was some further exile. Celine wondered just then what the word "home" must mean to her. Probably a space within the relative safety of her own skin.

My favorite poem, the one by Li Shang-Yin: When Will I Be Home? When will I be home? I don't know. In the mountains, in the rainy night, The Autumn lake is flooded. Someday we will be back together again. We will sit in the candlelight by the West window. And I will tell you how I remembered you Tonight on the stormy mountain.

We gazed back over the fields to the farmhouse. Its white walls, faded wooden shutters and terra-cotta tiled roof peeped sleepily over the deep green domes of the orange trees, while the mountains looked benignly on - secure, solid and serene. Without exchanging a word, we both knew that this was going to be our new home.

The saints, too, had wandering minds. The saints, too, had constantly to recall their constantly wandering mind-child home. They became saints because they continued to go after the little wanderer, like the Good Shepherd.

When the LORD had finished speaking with Abraham, He departed, and Abraham returned home.

“Whose daughter are you?” he asked. “Please tell me, is there room in your fatherís house for us to spend the night?”

When the boys grew up, Esau became a skillful hunter, a man of the field, while Jacob was a quiet man who stayed at home.

When Laban heard the news about his sisterís son Jacob, he ran out to meet him. He embraced him and kissed him and brought him to his home, where Jacob told him all that had happened.

Now after Rachel had given birth to Joseph, Jacob said to Laban, “Send me on my way so I can return to my homeland.

Now you have gone off because you long for your fatherís house. But why have you stolen my gods?”

Early the next morning, Laban got up and kissed his grandchildren and daughters and blessed them. Then he left to return home.

but Jacob went on to Succoth, where he built a house for himself and shelters for his livestock; that is why the place was called Succoth.

You are also directed to tell them: ëTake wagons from the land of Egypt for your young children and your wives, and bring your father and come back.

So the brothers went up out of Egypt and came to their father Jacob in the land of Canaan.

Joseph said to his brothers and to his fatherís household, “I will go up and inform Pharaoh: ëMy brothers and my fatherís household from the land of Canaan have come to me.

“I will not go,” Hobab replied. “Instead, I am going back to my own land and my own people.”

“Speak to the Israelites and tell them: After you enter the land that I am giving you as a home

How lovely are your tents, O Jacob, your dwellings, O Israel!

Therefore, flee at once to your home! I said I would richly reward you, but instead the LORD has denied your reward.”

These are the statutes that the LORD commanded Moses concerning the relationship between a man and his wife, and between a father and a young daughter still in his home.

Go and tell them: ëReturn to your tents.í

And you shall teach them diligently to your children and speak of them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up.