It's not a joke: I really do like being at home.
I was home schooled, so I never got a yearbook.
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
Charity should begin at home, but should not stay there.
I needed to run away in order to come home.
I don't know what 'home' or 'abroad' is any more.
When I went home from Juilliard, I couldn't find acting work.
The No. 1 impediment to women succeeding in the workforce is now in the home.
I just don't tend to cook eggplant at home.
When I was 17, I decided I was going to leave home.
It feels great to be home, great to be back as a part of the community.
Only where there is life can there be home.
This is reality, back home is routine.
Hold it. You know what I'd like to see? I'd like to see the three bears eat the three little pigs, and then the bears join up with the big bad wolf and eat Goldilocks and Little Red Riding Hood! Tell me a story like that, OK?
The thought burrowed into her heart as darkness fell. It coiled in her guts as she wedged herself amongst the boughs of a tree to sleep. And in the morning, it woke with her and clung to her back, riding on her shoulders as she climbed down, hungry a...
Education will only take you so far. To go even further, I’d recommend getting a piggyback ride from a midget half your body weight.
...Samuel rode lightly on top of a book and he balanced happily among ideas the way a man rides white rapids in a canoe. But Tom got into a book, crawled and groveled between the covers, tunneled like a mole among the thoughts, and came up with the b...
One thing I often get carried away with is piggyback rides.
It lent a Man a certain peace of mind... to ride through threats and terrors unhearing: it even lent a man a certain real protection, for he could not hear temptation and bad advice to be swayed by it, but it was no protection at all when power reach...
Oh my God. I've seen him at parties. The things I would do to that boy. I mean, not now that I know you're interested in him. But, oh sweet holy Lord, I would ride that one-legged pony all the way around the corral.
No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride...and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well...maybe chalk it off to forced conscious expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten.
