Quotes About Homecoming

When you get home, the floodgates will open and the flood will clear the pain and it will be just us, shiny and new, with our hands on each other's skin and our bodies touching so tight we'll be able to hear each other's thoughts. When you get home we can be lovers.

The joy of a return is worth the price one pays at the moment of departure.

My daughter is a freshman in college and my son is - well, our daughter and our son - is a sophomore in college. So they come home on selected weekends, they come home on vacations and they're home in the summer, although they have jobs.

There is that potential of the expats coming back to the Philippines. But sadly they are no opportunities, no incentive for them to come back home. Successive governments have, in fact, been training them to export them rather than working on the economy to welcome them home.

Kevin Durant would be welcome back in Oklahoma any time he's willing to come, and I want to be the first one he calls. He took care of the victims of our tornadoes. He took care of families. Took care of little kids. So, he has a heart, and he's not a bad ballplayer.

I want to say a very sincere thank you for this welcome home - it is a wonderful welcome home. It is the place to where I return and where I will always return because it is of Galway that I am.

As they marched, the crowds lining the route broke into applause, a sweet and deeply felt spontaneous pattering that was a sort of communal embrace. Welcome home.

I feel a lot of support from the people of Penrith and the Blue Mountains and will always remember the amazing welcome home I received after the London Olympics. But more importantly, it's during hard times that Westies come together.

Dortmund is like family to me, and I'm proud that they had not forgotten about me and welcomed me back.

Nothing beat that welcoming smell of fried food wafting into the hallway from the kitchen as I walked in from school as a kid.

My skating brought me to a level of being well known in Canada, but I've grown up having trained in the U.S. I haven't lost my roots in Canada thanks to the little rpminders again when I come home: People thanking me for what I do and for representing Canada in the world stage.

The reception and the welcome home was quite overwhelming but an indication of how much the Welsh people valued my winning in the Olympics - it was a great memory.

I had moved to Mumbai in 2006 and lived there for around six years while West Bengal was going through a political upheaval. After I returned to Kolkata in February 2012, and started to work here, I realized how things had changed here.

The summer I finished my first novel 'Ghana Must Go,' I drove across west Africa: from Accra to Lome to Cotonou to the deliciously named Ouagadougou.

I'm very lucky to go back to my old club, my old home, my old house. To start my new chapter in this second part of my life in the Premier League is going to be something happy. I have very good memories from those four years in Manchester.

I have some very dear friends I stalk consistently when I come home.

I was delighted when I found out that Atletico wanted to take me back. It's the best thing that could have happened to me.

After being in captivity for so long, I can't begin to describe how wonderful it feels to be home in Canada.

But I don't think any dog knows home better than one thrown anway once already.

The Southern Christmas is rich in its traditions, its own beauties, its own recipes and notions and yes, peculiarities. It is why, no matter where we live in the world, we yearn to come home as time draws near. It is more than a cliche. The Southern Christmas is not one of television advertising. It is a sight better than that.

When a father, absent during the day, returns home at six, his children receive only his temperament, not his teaching.

Oh, daddy, by what witchcraft have you coaxed that sulky rose-bush into bloom?' 'No witchcraft at all - it just bloomed because you were coming home, baby,' said her father.

Just imagine -- this night week I'll be in Avonlea -- delightful thought! said Anne, bending over the box in which she was packing Mrs. Rachel Lynde's quilts. But just imagine -- this night week I'll be gone forever from Patty's Place -- horrible thought!

the best of it all was the coming home.