My wife met me at the door the other night in a sexy negligee. Unfortunately, she was just coming home.
Home ownership is the cornerstone of a strong community.
My home town is very small and very remote and we don't have a movie house.
You don't have to swing hard to hit a home run. If you got the timing, it'll go.
If my own current husband was suddenly a stay-at-home dad, it would be emasculating. That would be hard for me.
I loved to make a great defensive play, I'd rather do that than hit a home run.
The way we finance homes in this country is slow, filled with middlemen, who run a nonstandardized evaluation process. This makes financing a home cumbersome and difficult.
I define fear as standing across the ring from Joe Louis and knowing he wants to go home early.
There's been a lot of coming home in the early mornings after funny nights out, having bizarre sandwiches in bed.
I've seen wonderful stay-at-home moms and moms who could use a little improving.
Gale: Welcome Home Son... ? Where's he been?
He who goes to the blacksmith's shop comes home with scorched clothes.
If you have a good cellar at home don't go drinking at the tavern.
If you love your son, make him leave home.
On the road between the homes of friends, grass does not grow.
If you are going into the wood -- don't leave your axe at home.
All my life, I have been searching for a home," the drow said quietly. "All my life, I have been wanting more than that which was offered to me, more than Menzoberranzan, more than friends who stood beside me out of personal gain. I always thought ho...
Do we take less pride in the possession of our home because its walls were built by some unknown carpenter, its tapestries woven by some unknown weaver on a far Oriental shore, in some antique time? No. We show our home to our friends with the pride ...
Please, let me take you home. You’re drunk.” “I am not.” I shoved him, spilling some kind of delicious poison on him. “Go home and have a wild time with Ms. Scarlet. In the bedroom. With the—” “Okay, you’re starting to talk board ga...
You know, my parents had a restaurant. And I left home, actually, in 1949, when I was 13 years old, to go into apprenticeship. And actually when I left home, home was a restaurant - like I said, my mother was a chef. So I can't remember any time in m...
Time is clearly not our natural dimension. Thus it is that we are never really at home in time. Alternately, we find ourselves wishing to hasten the passage of time or to hold back the dawn. We can do neither, of course, but whereas the fish is at ho...
