Where Is Home Quotes
The people who move forward and overcome their fears do not have some special powers or a magic pill they take
I knew then that I wanted to go home, but I had no home to go to--and that is what adventures are all about.
Do you know what the luckiest thing is?’‘No.’‘It is to be at home everywhere.
Those who don't belong to any specific place can't, in fact, return anywhere.
But our back is to legends and we are coming home. I suppose this is the first taste of it.''There is a long road yet, ' said Gandalf.'But it is the last road, ' said Bilbo.
I could leave—because I could return. I could return—because I knew adventure lay just beyond an open door. Instead of either/or, I discovered a whole world of and.
Each way of being is more valued in the presence of the other. This balance between making camp and following the seasons is both very ancient and very new. We all need both.
I built my home in the feeling of waking up at dawn in a new city, where every road is the right road because there is no ordinary. Everything is as profound as you make it.
Ready am I to go, and my eagerness with sails full set awaits the wind.Only another breath will I breathe in this still air, only another loving look cast backward,
I mean this: every time I come home, I feel like I'm coming back to the world, and when I leave Macomb it's like leaving the world.
I am a citizen-at-large, of everywhere and nowhere, so sometimes I get pretty homesick.
...the longer she had lived away, the more she realized that nowhere became home… though everywhere had.
London was one of the worst places to have a bad day and one of the best places to have a good day
Leaving home's a cinch. It's the staying, once you've found it, that takes courage.
Traveling is all very well if you can get home at night. I would be willing to go around the world if I could be back in time to light the candles and set the table for dinner.” ♥ Gladys Taber.
Home at that moment was a starless night, a steady wind, not a human to be seen.
You go away for a long time and return a different person - you never come all the way back
A (wo)men travels the world over in search of wht (s)he needs and returns home to find it
We are homeless enough in this world under the best of circumstances without going to any special effort to test our capacity to be more so.
There are three trips you take to India: the one you think you’re going to have – that you plan for
Although it's great to appear to a feast, home is always sweet, though it may be lonely and cold like death
Nos·tal·gia (n):A feeling that lingers long after the taste is gone.
What lived on-in me- was the discomfort of how completely I'd outgrown the novel I'd once been so happy to live in
Happiness lives in every corner of your home and if you are homeless, it lives under the leaves of trees, hiding beneath the sky's cloudiness. All you need to do is to find it with patience.
Home is neither here nor there. Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all.
We’re all the same. We all have the means to save ourselves and carry ourselves home.
And then you’ll catch yourself thinking about something or someone who has no connection with the past. Someone who’s only yours. And you’ll realize… that this is where your life is.
Old places fire the internal weather of our pasts. The mild winds, aching calms, and hard storms of forgotten emotions return to us when we return to the spots where they happened.
Would a bird build its nest if it did not have its instinct for confidence in the world?
If I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn't there, I never really lost it to begin with.
While we tend to think of love as some faraway place, it is actually a place nearby that we have forgotten.
She would seize every opportunity to dive into the bathroom, in a swirl of white towels, and once in there she was as hard to dislodge as a limpet from a rock.
I realized if I didn’t just go, I’d never go. Going was the key. It didn’t matter where I was headed just as long as I was headed somewhere. ~ Ben Davis
It's funny, leaving a place, ain't it?" he said. "You never do know when you'll get back.
Maybe not getting what she wanted gave her everything she wanted after all.
But if home suddenly becomes not like home, what then?
As soon as she says this, I realize she is just like everyone else, and wish I was back at home so that all the things I do not understand could be the same as they always are.