Quotes of: Nursing-home Keyword

Back in my day, which was about a week and a half ago, we took our lumps and we got back up and we cried like babies and quit and then put on weight.

Buffy the Vampire Slayer: The Long Way Home, Part 3

This entire time I've been thinking about where my home was. At first it was California, then Wisconsin. But in truth, home isn't necessarily where you sleep at night. It's where you feel like yourself. Where you're most comfortable. Where you don't ...

Better off Friends

My daughter, Grace, was not killed by a gun. She died suddenly at age 5 from a virulent form of strep. As I stood stunned in a church at her memorial, one of the hardest things I heard someone say was, 'I'm going to go home and hug my child a little ...

Ann Hood

I was living at home until about 27 and decided it was time to move out and move somewhere else, so that's what I did. I wanted it to be the right thing to do. I didn't want to buy something out of my price range; I didn't want to be stupid with my m...

Olly Murs

Peace is not so much a political mandate as it is a shared state of consciousness that remains elevated and intact only to the degree that those who value it volunteer their existence as living examples of the same... Peace ends with the unraveling o...

The American Poet Who Went Home Again

Back in the 1930s, when men with handlebar moustaches played football in long johns and tails, and the ball was a spherical clod of bitumen, did fans weep in the stands when their team lost? No. They limited their responses to a muttered 'blast' or a...

I Can Make You Hate

I want to read the employment section of the Bible. I think it’s simply called Job.

I Want Two apply for a job at our country's largest funeral home, and then wear a suit and noose to the job interview.

I want to write a book called, "Ten Steps to Asexuality." Of course, I recommend all those steps be taken in Birkenstock sandals.

I Want Two apply for a job at our country's largest funeral home, and then wear a suit and noose to the job interview.

I want a billion people to know my name as well as they know their own. I want to clone myself to fame.

I Want Two apply for a job at our country's largest funeral home, and then wear a suit and noose to the job interview.

I want to never stop growing as a person. I’d love to be well over 8 feet tall.

I Want Two apply for a job at our country's largest funeral home, and then wear a suit and noose to the job interview.

I want to buy you a pair of YAP, or Yellow Admiration Pants (they have no crotch), and have you talk dirty to me.

I Want Two apply for a job at our country's largest funeral home, and then wear a suit and noose to the job interview.

I want to be able to type 60 words per minute without repeatedly typing one-letter words like “I” or “A.

I Want Two apply for a job at our country's largest funeral home, and then wear a suit and noose to the job interview.

I've never had a home before." That must have been all the sweets talking; I'd never have told him otherwise. "I mean, staying with Li, I never felt like I belonged. That's all." Sam touched my wrist, making me shiver. "You always have a home with me...

Incarnate

Sustainability is now a big baggy sack in which people throw all kinds of old ideas, hot air and dodgy activities in order to be able to greenwash their products and feel good.

Kevin McCloud's 43 Principles of Home: Enjoying Life in the 21st Century.

Our food is among the most intimate connections we make with the earth.

Living the Farm Sanctuary Life: How to Eat Healthier, Live Longer, and Feel Better Every Day by Bringing Home the Happiest Place on Earth

Mostly I couldn't bear... the paltry notion that memory was all that eternal life really meant, and I spent too much time wondering where people got the fortitude or delusion to keep on moving past the static dead.

Let's Take the Long Way Home: A Memoir of Friendship

...so one day my mother sat me down and explained that I couldn't become an explorer because everything in the world had already been discovered. I'd been born in the wrong century, and I felt cheated.

Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

To have endured all the horrors he did, to have seen the worst of humanity and have your life made unrecognizable by it, to come out of all that the honorable and brave and good person I knew him to be— *that* was magical.

Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

It seemed like my parents were always trying to get me to care about money, but I didn't, really. Then again, it's easy to say you don't care about money when you have plenty of it.

Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

The only difference between meditation and non meditation is that when we meditate we are not grasping anything or trying to do anything: instead we are releasing ourselves to our lives, with trust that our lives are all we need. (78)

Sailing Home: Using Homer's Odyssey to Navigate Life's Perils and Pitfalls

The basements of the churches I've loved reveal the foundation of the spiritual life to be not belief so much as engagement with the mystery lurking at the base of all things. We build a framework on top of mystery because we need someplace to live, ...

On The Threshold: Home, Hardwood, and Holiness