Vanellope von Schweetz: [showing off her home in Diet Cola Mountain] Welcome to my home! I sleep in these candy wrappers [drifting into a sweet, syrupy voice] Vanellope von Schweetz: and I bundle myself up like a little homeless lady.
I believe if we had half our companies and half our countries run by women, and half our homes run by men, things would be better. We know our companies would be more productive. If you use the full talents of the population, you're more productive. ...
[last lines] Newt: Are we gonna sleep all the way home? Ripley: All the way home. Newt: Can I dream? Ripley: Yes, honey. I think we both can. [tucks Newt in] Ripley: Sleep tight. Newt: I-ffirmative.
Al Stephenson: You know, I had a dream. I dreamt I was home. I've had that same dream hundreds of times before. This time, I wanted to find out if it's really true. Am I really home?
I was terrible at school.
I was shy at school.
I was a dummy in school.
Home is where my family is.
A man's home is his wife's castle.
I have an abacus at home.
But Vegas is really my first home.
An artist has no home in Europe except in Paris.
I was never meant to sit at home.
Things at home are crossways, and Betsy and I are out.
As long as acquiring knowledge is the educational goal of schools, educational opportunities will be limited, as they are now, to affluent families.
In school I related to boys.
I was very unmotivated at school.
I actually remember celebrating National Poetry Day at school; I remember having to write and read a load.
We both have no home to go back to... so we can go anywhere at all.
Family makes a house a home.
Where there is a mother in the home, matters go well.
