I escaped from my home country, Bulgaria, to Czechoslovakia and then to the West.
Home is not where you live, but where they understand you.
I really wanted a wonderful, traditional home for my kid.
I feel at home when I go to London.
Seeing a catering truck feels like home.
Home wasn't a pleasant place to live, growing up.
This will remain the land of the free only so long as it is the home of the brave.
I really enjoy spending time at home.
I do not expect to see home again, though that is what I want.
My clothes are predominately black and my home is predominantly white.
Well, I never wear shoes at home. Never.
Working moms, stay at home moms, they're both extremely hard jobs.
But when I go to Chicago, I know I'm home.
I travel a lot and rarely make it home to Seattle.
I am not a woman staying at home.
On the road, I weigh 168. At home, ten more.
Home is where you hang your hat.
When everyone goes home, you're stuck with yourself.
I just like sitting at home, chilling and watching a movie.
I've always performed. I've done plays at home.
The Brigham Young University (BYU) campus was just a few blocks from my home and tuition was minimal.
