Quotes About Belonging

Oh, I can't describe my home. It is home, and I can't put its charm into words

I considered that the homes that people live in exactly describe their lives.

You're always homesick. There's always something about home that's special. But I'm not a things person. I'm not attached to my things.

North Dakota is a great state. Everybody is real supportive up there. I couldn't ask for a better place to call home.

Home was not a perfect place. But it was the only home they had and they could hope to make it better.

Or maybe we'll make a home somewhere inside ourselves, to carry with us wherever we go- which is the way I carry my mother now.

My home is a little more complicated than coordinates on a map.

Home was more about people than a place.

Home?' I say. It's a word that can mean anywhere and nowhere.

The nice thing about being away from home is the feeling of excitement when returning to it!

No matter where I am in the world, I will always be back home for Christmas.

Someone told me that when they go to Vermont, they feel like they're home. I'm that way at Saks.

I always feel that when I come to Edinburgh, in many ways I am coming home.

I've been recognized in airports lots of places, but mostly getting recognized is at home.

Place means nothing to me. I can be at home anywhere.

I never had a sense of home.

When I'm in Boston, I always feel like I'm home. I almost cry, I feel so good.

With friends, one is well; but at home, one is better.

Home was quite a place when people stayed there.

He wondered whether home was a thing that happened to a place after a while, or if it was something that you found in the end, if you simply walked and waited and willed it long enough.

But Vegas is really my first home.

A home to come back to every day of their lives. Where they would all belong or long to be. A place on the Jellicoe Road.

This is what happened when one left one's home - pieces of oneself scattered all over the world, no one place ever completely satisfied, always a nostalgia for the place left behind.

Home pulls. It draws you back to tell you you don't belong.