I love prints of skulls and bones and have some taxidermy - a crow and a rabbit - to remind me of home. I like art and have a big portrait of Bjork.
My parents worked in the art world. They were really supportive of my music in that they allowed me to drop out of school and move out of our home, which not many parents would do.
There are so many people who want to be the next person on 'Home and Away,' or they just want to be on the cover of a magazine, and they don't really understand the craft. They're not interested in theatre, they're not interested in the art.
You can't visit readers where you think they are. You have to invite them home to where you are and try to lure them into your universe. That's the art of storytelling.
I'm going to start these art museums that are basically converted homes, and I have one for modern art, and I have one for 19th century European art, and one for French impressionism. I've got Japanese.
He put a hand on his throat, as though trying to stop the words, but they came anyway. "You're home. To me.
Time plays tricks between here and home," said Mogget sepulchrally, frightening the life out of the telephone operator.
You don't have to go away to know where your home is.
When we eat together, when we set out to do so deliberately, life is better, no matter what your circumstances.
Home is a notion that only nations of the homeless fully appreciate and only the uprooted comprehend.
The ache for home lives in all of us. The safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.
Travel in contested territory. Hard-working writing and reading when safely home, in the knowledge that an amusing friend is later coming to dinner.
Man, that kind of little honeybee just buzzes from flower to flower." "Maybe, but honey is , you know?
There are some people who believe that home is where one hangs one's hat, but these people tend to live in closets and on little pegs.
The difference between a house and a home is like the difference between a man and a woman-- it might be embarrassing to explain, but it would be very unusual to get them confused.
Life comes with problems, you have to accept that. And you have to try to lead the simple life; to not constantly ask questions about the whys and the wherefores of everything.
It was not the brutality of what occurred next that changed my mind and brought home to me the full meaning of fear. It was the brilliance of it.
This bastard was in a self-help program? For what? Square-jawed, cleft-chin sufferers? Handsome Bastards Anonymous?
You never know when the truth will come home. You can’t choose the time. The time chooses you.
I am not going to ask that old man if his family home is haunted!
They are orphans again, with no true home but each other and whatever life they can make together on the other side of the sea.
