Home Quotes

I'm home'', he said against her skin, and she realized it was the truth.''I'm home, too''.

~ Julia Quinn

As humans, we roam the entire world. We even venture beyond it not space. The whole planet is ours, but the whole planet is not our home. Instead, home is the ground we measure with our own two feet. And home is the place that measures us. Home is the place that names us and the place we, in turn, name. It feeds us, body and soul, and if we are living well, we feed it too. Home is the place we cultivate with our love.

~ Christie Purifoy

A house is your third skin, after the skin made of flesh and clothing.

~ Jenny Erpenbeck

I do not have a home.I swing on a continuum between ridiculous and sublime.

~ Amit K Ghosh

Everything starts from home. If the father isn’t there, then the friends are going to step up to influence the young boy astray. This is where the problems come in, because in my community the majority of the children do not have any fathers in the home. I can only speak for my community. This is why with the young guys who do hang around me, I always do my best to encourage them. I have already lived the negative side on the streets, so I prefer to encourage them on the positive side - to encourage them to get a job, save their money and to do something for their families.Franco ‘Co’ Bethel, former gang leader and right hand man to Scrooge.

~ Drexel Deal

These steel monstrosities screamed night and day, blotted out the starlit skies and Northern Lights with flashing red strobes, slaughtered thousands of bats and entire flocks of birds banished tourism and wildlife, made people sick and drove them from their now-valueless homes.

~ Mike Bond

Home is to be a safe place, a refuge for all who enter, a protection from the harm and storms of the world. Yet often or even daily we open our doors -- usually via television or the internet -- to ideas and images that can damage our faith, abuse our hearts and minds, sear our psyches, and tear apart our peace. Home should be a place where, behind its doors, one should expect to find protection and safety from all the harms of life, including voices that do not speak truth or wisdom. Only the foolish would invite just anyone to enter the door of their home.

~ Sally Clarkson

What could I do to feel happier living here? … 1. Walk more. 2. Buy local.3. Get to know my neighbors.4. Do fun stuff.5. Explore nature.6. Volunteer.7. Eat local.8. Become more political.9. Create something new.10. Stay loyal through hard times.

~ Melody Warnick

The visit, like all visits home for a long time now, has been an obscure failure. When is it we cease to be able to go back, truly go back? What secret door is it that closes?

~ Andrew Miller

Unclutter your life. Unclutter your home. We feel best when everything and everyone around us is in harmony and in balance.The peace and the beauty of your home will raise you up, and give energy to your goals.

~ Eileen Anglin

It doesn’t take a farm to invoke the iron taste of leaving in your mouth. Anyone who loves a small plot of ground — a city garden, a vacant lot with some guerilla beds, a balcony of pots — understands the almost physical hurt of parting from it, even for a minor stint. I hurt every day I wake up in our city bed, wondering how the light will be changing over the front field or across the pond, whether the moose will be in the willow by the cabin again, if the wren has fledged her young ones yet and we’ll return to find the box untended. I can feel where the farm is at any point in my day, not out of some arcane sixth sense developed from years of summer nights out there with the coyotes under the stars, but because of the bond between that earth and this body. Some grounds we choose; some are our instinctive homes.

~ Jenna Butler

Those who die young, they are cheated,” she said. “Not cheated out of life, because life is a penance, but the young, they’re cheated because they don’t know it’s coming. They don’t have time to move closer, to return home. When you know you’re going to die, you try to be near the bones of your own people. You don’t even think you have bones when you’re young, even when you break them, you don’t believe you have them. But when you’re old, they start reminding you they’re there. They start turning to dust on you, even as you’re walking here and there, going from place to place. And this is when you crave to be near the bones of your own people. My children never felt this. They had to look death in the face, even before they knew what it was. Just like you did, no?

~ Edwidge Danticat

How could I wish for it for so long, only to come back and find it gone. To be here, in my technical house, and discover that home is now someplace different.

~ Stephanie Perkins

GreenHollyWood, I think that you asked me why I don't get out?- I'm kinda in hateful state, I hate to watch the fucking liars to lie in front of my face and backward to put the knife in my back. Why I stay home?- It's awesome place, I feel safe and out of the ignorance there is always somebody to harass for to get attention.

~ Deyth Banger

Sometimes I can’t tell if you hate this place or love it.”“I love its potential. I hate its past. And I don’t like what it is.” She hugs her knees close to her chest. “The way you feel about the place you grew up in is a lot like how you feel about your family.”“How’s that?”She thinks about it for a long time. “Like isn’t the same thing as love.

~ Robert Jackson Bennett

In New York, I would walk down shadowy sidewalks dreaming of the openness of central Ohio, yearning for roads flanked by fields, for their freedom and isolation. These roads cradled me. I realized this now. I’d been trying to hate Ohio, because it was so hard to be at home. But the land had actually always been there for me all along. As a child, the moon had lit my room on sad nights. I’d wandered cornfields and puttered around at Lehman’s Pond. Those were some of my best childhood memories.

~ Julie Barton

The introvert's anthem for not wanting to hang out is 'It's not you, it's me.

~ Criss Jami

To go back home was to play with impressions in this way, the way I played with the first pair of glasses I had, looking at a world now sharp and small and not quite real, now standard in size and real but blurred.

~ V.s. Naipaul

I don't know which is worse: that I'm home and so much is different, or that I'm home and so much feels the same.

~ Lauren Oliver

As we travel great lengths in this world away from home, most of us come back with a clearer view on what home means. And most likely it isn't so much about the place in itself, but more about the places and people that have made us feel AT home…

~ Lauren Klarfeld

You need to have a WhyHaving a “Why” whatever it is, becomes food. It makes your dreams become more urgent.

~ George Schiaffino

I bet you to believe me when I say again that we do not need a great house, Sarah. We only need a great love.

~ Stephanie Grace Whitson

The majority of the common people do not realize how corrupt the legal system has become until that blatant corruption shows up at their own homes.

~ Steven Magee

Places ain't home. People is. Bricks and chairs is nothing.

~ Paul Kearney

He had become, after all, her home.

~ Lauren Groff

It is ridiculous to lay down to people where a thing should stand, design everything for them from the lavatory pan to the ashtray. On the contrary, I like people to move their furniture so that it suits them (not me!), and it's quite natural (and I approve) when they bring the old pictures and mementos they have come to love into a new interior, irrespective of whether they are good taste or bad.

~ Adolf Loos

If I remove your eyes or make you in such way that to don't see... in reality you don't see the evil... you don't see me... so do whatever I don't give a fuck... that's wonderful... I like to play games... so run!... and welcome home!?

~ Deyth Banger

Doors opened everywhere. Maybe one day, the children of this world who had gone to that world to save themselves would see a door that didn't fit right with the walls around it, something with a doorknob made of a moon, or a knocker that winked. Maybe they could still go home

~ Seanan Mcguire

How people feel when they are returning home from an absence, long or short, I did not know: I had never experienced the sensation. I had known what it was to come back to Gateshead when a child after a long walk, to be scolded for looking cold or gloomy; and later, what it was to come back from church to Lowood, to long for a plenteous meal and a good fire, and to be unable to get either. Neither of these returnings was very pleasant or desirable: no magnet drew me to a given point, increasing in its strength of attraction the nearer I came. The return to Thornfield was yet to be tried.

~ Charlotte Brontë

Photos sat on the piano and shelves bulged with books, testament to a life well lived.

~ Louise Penny

Regardless the destination, all roads lead home.

~ H.l. Balcomb

...you need to assess what you love right now and what is authntic to your way of living in this season of life.

~ Melissa Michaels

I had come alive here...this was my home, and though one day it would all trickle through my fingers like so much red dust, for as long as childhood lasted it was a heaven fitted exactly to me. A place I knew by heart. The one place in the world I'd been made for.

~ Paula Mclain

When I looked at a map in town, Rhode Island seemed lost up there in the corner. A state so small and crowded, there didn't seem to be room for a person at all.

~ Michelle Hoover

Off... my mom is again home, it's really fucked up I can't talk... however I finished watching Limitless the series so now I'm going on Lie to Me!

~ Deyth Banger

When I was outside, you were saying why you are comming home, why you won't go home??When now I'm home why I'm not going outside... wtf????????

~ Deyth Banger

Home was more than a house. It was a place in a person's heart.

~ Ann H. Gabhart

Probably the people on the street know better than the people at home.

~ Deyth Banger

Your home is living space, not storage space.

~ Francine Jay

It was his home now. But it could not be his home till he had gone from it and returned to it. Now he was the Prodigal Son.

~ G.k. Chesterton