But your solitude will be a support and a home for you, even in the midst of very unfamiliar circumstances, and from it you will find all your paths.
Better to have a messy home and happy children than a perfect yard and unhappy children
But in a home where grief is fresh and patience has long worn thin, making it through another day is often heroic in itself.
Go out and lead the world; but never forget to begin by leading yourself first at home. You can’t lead the environment if you can’t lead yourself in it.
Combine nursing homes with nursery schools. Bring very old and very young together: they interest one another.
Doing some late-night home improvements, my man? (...) For what it's worth, I never had any use for that froufrou French shit, either." - Tegan
Cecie keeps telling him she’d like to take him home some night, husband or no. The Minotaur waits hopefully. Husband or no.
You can go other places, all right - you can live on the other side of the world, but you can't ever leave home
If there’s one thing I learned, it is that blood families can sometimes be the pits; it’s the one you make for yourself that really gives you a home and people to love.
Because home is where your heart is. And one heart can work wonders when it's beating strongly. And the sweet fairy tales can become true
Today's troubled homes are made by parents who want to have children but don't want their children to have parents
We represent the true human condition, the one permanent victory over cruelty and chaos. . . . Our true home is the imagination, and our kingdom is the wide-open world.
She wanted to burn the whole place to ashes but, at the same time, it would be kind of nice to see it again. Home.
She wasn’t ready for this kind of distraction he caused her. It was bad enough she found him attractive, but having a attractive man in her home was just asking for trouble.
I started off for home, where I planned to recruit a good book and hide away from the world.
With heightened senses it remained motionless and looked through bulbous eyes. It could taste fear in the air. Pheromones. Sweat. Food was near, but more importantly, so was its new home.
...But would that be enough? Because at the moment it felt like it could never be enough. People needed more than a place to stay, more than a porch to sleep on. They needed a home, right? They needed love.
Have I missed a national holiday? There must be celebrations in the streets for you to be home at this hour of the day." "I'm calling it Summerset Goes Mute Day. The city's gone mad with joy.
And she kissed him back with so much warmth and love that he knew he was finally home. No more blood. No more scheming. No more loss…
What a queer topsy turvy world it was. It used to be the man who went to the wars, the woman who stayed at home. But here the positions were reversed.
a voice called out after me, 'life takes us on many divergent paths, and yet we shall meet one more time! Not in the flesh, but in the sun, man's home
