Quotes About Homecoming

Baje a la orilla y me senté en la arena, donde años atrás había esparcido las cenizas de Marina. La misma luz de aquel día encendió el cielo y sentí su presencia, intensa. Comprendí que ya no podía ni quería huir más. Había vuelto a casa.

And, like the prodigal son, he had returned broken in body and also in mind to the house where he had been born, and he and his child had been welcomed with open arms.

I can't remember how long it's been since I spent Christmas in Dublin. Long enough, once again. But soon enough Prince Moonbeam and Princess Buttercup shall be reunited.

As the Pack Leader, you should fill your dog with confidence and calm, submissive energy when you return home. Your dog may not look as happy, but trust me—a dog that sits quietly and looks at you when you come home is much, much happier than a dog that is bouncing off the walls.

It's always good to be back in Salt Lake City.

When I told the Pacers I wanted to play for the Lakers, that was true feelings. I wanted to come back home.

I was a homecoming king in high school! I was involved. I was a good member of the community, I thought.

I like to go back to Memphis, where I started it. I might sit in the hood for three days just putting myself back there.

When I went back home to Seattle after filming 'Dune' in Mexico, I thought, 'Did this really happen?'

When I go back home, I feel like Michael Jackson in Memphis. They love me.

Michael and Alex, I love you. And we're going to have the biggest celebration when you get home.

Coming back to AC Milan was like I'd never been away, actually: you know everybody; everybody knows you.

I go back home for Christmas every year. Inevitably, somebody from my family will say, 'How's the karate going?' I've told them a million times I do jiu-jitsu, but it's always, 'This is Riley. He does karate.' They're very different art forms!

When we're sitting, we're truly there in the present moment; we have come home, we have arrived. We are present in that time and place; we're not pulled away by the past, the future, or by anger or jealousy in the present.

Well, here I am, just come home; a fellow gone to the bad; though I had the best intentions in the world at one time. Now I am melancholy mad, what with drinking and one thing and another.

Death was a blessing, so great, so deep that we can fathom it only at those moments, like this one now, when we are reprieved from it. It was the return home from long, unspeakably painful wanderings, the correction of a great error, the loosening of tormenting chains, the removal of barriers---it set a horrible accident to rights again.

When we reached home your cheeks were like roses, and your eyes were shining like stars, and you tried to tell Mummy so much in one breath that I thought you would burst.

stand at her side when she went to the queen. He was her true family, he and little Molly. And they both loved her and wanted her back home. Walter's idea was

Now I see that the journey was never meant to lead to some new and improved version of me; that it has always been about coming home to who I already am.

I thought you'd be there waiting for me … What greeted me instead was the lingering stench of ashes and the empty sockets of our ruined home. Samuel Puterman on his return to Warsaw, 1945

Because I'm always away, coming home to a clean house means a lot to me. Trust me, I've lived with a lot of roommates, and straight guys are just kids who don't pick up after themselves.

That was on a night in August. Dad Lewis died early that morning and the young girl Alice from next door got lost in the evening and then found her way home in the dark by the streetlights of town and so returned to the people who loved her. And in the fall the days turned cold and the leaves dropped off the trees and in the winter the wind blew from the mountains and out on the high plains of Holt County there were overnight storms and three-day blizzards.

Returning to Earth, that was the challenging part.

When we got back home, Gramps dropped me off and enveloped me in a hug. Normally, he was a handshaker, maybe a back-patter on really special occasions. His hug was strong and tight, and I knew it was his way of telling me that he'd had a wonderful time. "Me, too, Gramps," I whispered.