Home Quotes
It was a little thing, a baby tree, but still it tangled with things around it and required care to move. And when she pulled it out, it's roots still clung to Earth from it's old home.
It's a harrowing experience to see death approaching in haste towards you, what is hell but confronting your own mortality
I was there for every moment. It made me a better woman and a better person. I can't say that all the damage done by my original family doesn't still haunt me
The world slides, the world goes, and death makes equal the rich and the poor
Though we are terrorized by death, it's not different from birth, it just happens
Once you take the cat out of the bag, you can't cram it back in.
...as if in rebellion, certain emotions become amplified at the exact moments when you are expected not to feel them at all.
The kitchen of the Big House was always one of my favorite places. Airy and sunny. No modern cabinets or anything like that. Just a room full of windows, set into wise, worn walls.
The kitchen door, painted red from the day Naomi moved in, and a geranium, also red, outside on the stoop, gave the whole area a feeling of whimsy.
I just can’t wait to get out of Sweet Valley, ' Jessica explained. 'I feel like I’ve been dancing with the same ten cute guys my whole life.
Please don’t tell me, it was less painful than a broken backbone, a forgotten poem, a lost home.
Mama and I sat on a burping bus full of chickens in cages, and round-eyed babies on round mothers' laps. (The Pinata-Maker's Daughter)
The TV shouted an old black-and-white film he didn't recognize, wheelchairs facing it like church pews.
The rush I got from crime was better than that of glue, drink or hash. I loved playing cat and mouse with the local coppers. He Who Dares Wins, the SAS motto, was very applicable to my life then.
Leading up to Christmas, there was talk of Santa. But I’d never even heard of Santa. Bunty, one of the workers who I grew to love, tried to explain, ‘He brings little angels like you, presents.
You can't look back. Nothing you can do to change it. Only forward.
Peace and rest at length have come All the day's long toil is past And each heart is whispering "Home Home at last!"
The foxes have holes and the birds of the air have nests but the Son of Man hath not where to lay his head.
'Mid pleasures and palaces through we may roam Be it ever so humble there's no place like Home.
Those comfortably padded lunatic asylums which are known euphemistically as the stately homes of England.
I want a house that has got over all its troubles I don't want to spend the rest of my life bringing up a young and inexperienced house.
The strength of a nation especially of a republican nation is in the intelligent and well-ordered homes of the people.
Justice was born outside the home and a long way from it and it has never been adopted there.
The home of everyone is to him his castle and fortress as well for his defence against injury and violence as for his repose.
Spend some time this weekend on home improvement improve your attitude toward your family.
Whenever I'm having a bad day and have an attitude, I stay home. I keep it at home.
I go, and I do my work, and I try to do the best I can, and I collect my money, and I go home, and then I go on to the next thing. That's my attitude.
It really was hand-to-mouth and you can say, 'Poor little me, how dreadful, what a deprived childhood', but I didn't feel that way at all. It's all about the attitude at home.
Middle age is when you're sitting at home on a Saturday night and the telephone rings and you hope it isn't for you.
Being liked by the boys and girls on the bus doesn't necessarily earn you the respect of the people back home. Standing up to them, giving as good as you get, all that helps.
I hope that at the end of the seven years, people will say that I have been of some inspirational value to them at home in terms of inclusiveness and abroad, I look forward to representing Ireland.
I grew up in a very spiritual home in a Liberty City neighborhood of Miami, FL. I was raised in the church, and my mother was a very inspirational person in my life.
I always had dreams as a kid. I definitely sat at home and watched the Oscars every year and got emotional every year at everyone's speeches.
I have this idyllic love life, but my mind just won't accept that. I would like to bring a new guy home every night. I try to make humor out of that situation.
My home policy: I wage war my foreign policy: I wage war. All the time I wage war.
We should declare war on North Vietnam. We could pave the whole country and put parking strips on it, and still be home by Christmas.
When your country is in a costly war, with our soldiers sacrificing abroad and our nation facing a debt crisis at home, being asked to pay your fair share isn't class warfare - it's patriotism.
Revenge by young men is considered gain, even at the cost of their own lives, but old men who stay at home in times of war, and mothers who have sons to lose, know better.
Beirut turned into a war zone in a matter of hours. We were stuck at home, the roads were blocked.
Politicians are terrified of losing touch with folks back home but content to be clueless about government's failure to fix real problems.
Going home, spending time with the family, I feel they're my friends as well, all of them. I look forward to meeting any one of them for a coffee, and when we all get together, I just love it.
My work makes me a better mom. It gives me a little door to step out of my parenting and bring the excitement from my day back home.