Where Is Home Quotes

There was some part of me that never left that house. Rather, some part of the house that wouldn't leave me.

Home was merely a dull ache in the back of his memory. A tiredness in his eyes.

Home isn't just a trailer or four walls and a roof, home is the people that you love.

There’s a reason you don’t have pictures of your work area at sweet home.

Sometimes, all it takes is one arm wrap-round. And a heart’s home.

Freedom meant one thing to him—home.But they wouldn't let him go home.

It’s amazing how many different roads we can take, but they all lead home.

Home is not a place, but rather, the people who love you.

Long has been this road called life. Every time you venture out in this road, remember. Home is within. Home is in you.

My grandfather used to say ‘It is my house I am paying the bills’, my dad used to say ‘this is my house I pay the mortgage’, my generation is saying this is my house I pay the rent.

Home can be the Pennsylvania TurnpikeIndiana's early morning dewHigh up in the hills of CaliforniaHome is just another word for you

Sorry, but despite how I look, I really love this planet.-Gintoki

I didn't grow up in a Norman Rockwell house... my house was more akin to Norman Lear.

To feel your arms around me...to feel your breath on my neck...is pleasure in itself. It is home.

I was always a stranger at home, in all the places I ever lived.

Doesn't matter where you go, home is uphill

We cannot bring peace in our city, when there is no peace in our homes.

I am at home among trees.

Some people say home is where you come from. But I think it’s a place you need to find, like it’s scattered and you pick pieces of it up along the way.

Places, like people, are complex, and loving them isn't simple.

God begins to paint the clouds in the eastern sky when the mountains butterflies come flying home

Never underestimate the significance of the little things done out of a large heart of love.

Even places you know well can take on a touch of the unknown when you arrive there from a different direction.

Cities have the capability to at any moment shift out of the familiar, even if you've lived in one all your life.

Clever wives are mostly silent, alert and pay equal attention to limiting the kind and degree of emotions of family which creates and destroy HOMES.

I wanted to see my family, but didn't want to leave the other guys. The people waiting for us were strangers, even though I knew every last one of them.

Where we sail and anchor our heart fill up the multitude odyssey paving to the coming home of our soul.

With Money we bought the House, with Love we made it our Home!

Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.

Put the coffee on, bubbles, I'm coming home

You know that old saying about home being where the heart is? I don’t think that refers to your own. It’s the hearts of other people, the ones you love, that makes a home.

It's funny. That feeling of home. It's so temporary, like bathwater: the warmth eventually grows cold.

Just rest and soon enough, you'll be home." I assured her as she slowly closed her eyes and the smile on her face faded.

It was just me and him, there in that place where tragedy had happened, where I thought my life had ended. But somehow, he made it seem like a home again. Somehow, he gave it back to me.

Roy Dale suspected that Mississippi was beautiful. He wasn't sure. He didn't have anything to compare it to. He hadn't even ever been out of the Delta.

This is home, it's the only place I want to be, but at the same time everything familiar feels strange. It's the same as it ever was except without the people who most belong here.

We are home to each other now.

There was not an inch of solid ground anywhere in the world for me to call my own. I didn't belong anywhere. Had I disappeared, no one would have noticed.

...maybe you think up North is way different from down South. Don't believe it and don't count on it. Custom is just as real as law and can be just as dangerous.

Warm familiar scents drift softly from the oven, And imprint forever upon our heartsThat this is homeand that we are loved.

And when I look into his eyes there’s a feeling of something I can only describe as familiarity, a sense of safety. Like coming home.

At Christmas, all roads lead home.

Time spent praying and planning gives you a master plan that works for your home and sets a pattern of order for your life.

Your commitment to follow God's plan makes a difference in the atmosphere in your home and improves the climate of your marriage.

It's not...not as easy to break away from home as I thought it'd be.

You contribute much to your marriage by the wise, thrifty, diligent management and oversight of your part of the household budget.

It's never too late to come home, " he said, and pulled me gently, insistently toward him."All you have to do...is stop moving away.

I suddenly realise that it doesn't matter how far I go, or how lost I am, or how lonely I feel. I fit in here. I always will.That's how I know I'm home.

I’ve learned through the years that it’s not where you live, it’s the people who surround you that make you feel at home.

If home isn't a place, what is it?''A feeling.