Quotes of: Nursing-home Keyword

America. The enemy. The rival. The land of jeans and rock and roll, of crime and capitalism, of poverty and oppression. Of home and freedom.

Enchantment

She found herself longing for home-not just for the hotel but for New York and all the real novels that she could lose herself in there.

Envy

A house isn't a home without the ineffable contentment of a cat with its tail folded about its feet. A cat gives mystery, charm, suggestion.

Emily's Quest

Being in home is like magic moments, in a magic world, among maicians

Equating the Equations of Insanity: A Journey from Grief to Victory

Home is people. Not a place. If you go back there after the people are gone, then all you can see is what is not there any more.

Fool's Fate

There is a phantom that flies with the banshees. It strangles the throat, pierces the heart and consumes the body with pain that only time and tears can expel.

Far Away Home

Love is a flame in the dark. A breath of warmth on a winter's night. A star that guides you home.

The Fiery Heart

I need God’s grace and something baked with peanut butter and chocolate.

Glimpses of Grace: Treasuring the Gospel in Your Home

Theology is for homemakers who need to know who God is, who they are, and what this mundane life is all about.

Glimpses of Grace: Treasuring the Gospel in Your Home

Springtime blooms the starry tree Bearing fruit the mariners see. High by night and low by dawn The silver apple guides us home.

The Gray Isles

Where have all the flowers of old Singapore gone? Gone, one would imagine, with the old folks and homes

A Gardener's Log

You don’t have a home until you leave it and then, when you have left it, you never can go back.

Giovanni's Room

There is no truth except the truth that exists within you. Everything else is what someone is telling you.

Home with God: In a Life That Never Ends

Lulu twirled in front of Jolene, banging into the seat. her eyes sparkled in that I'm-either-going-to-scream-or-fall-asleep-any-second kind of way.

Home Front

Star-crossed lovers desperate to get home together. Two hearts beating as one. Romance.

The Hunger Games

Dinner alone is one of life's pleasures. Certainly cooking for oneself reveals man at his weirdest.

Home Cooking: A Writer in the Kitchen

Here there was no shelter for his soul. There were no houses for a home. It was all a wilderness. It was all a battlefield. It was wild, without a friend. It was all a broken battlefield.

Angel War

He was a shadow of the man that once intimidated us out of our home, a shell of a human being, a fragment of a father.

Bone Idol [bohn ahydl]

Speaking of banging, when’s McSailor getting home?” Kirsten’s smirk was the size of Texas. Sophie had to smile. “Crude. You’re crude, roomie.

On Best Behavior

It made Craze smile, despite wishing most of his body parts would find new homes and leave him in peace.

The Backworlds

She did not know where her home was anymore, and this idea didn’t frighten her like it should. - Bohemian Grove

Bohemian Grove