The Dude: I could be just sitting at home with pee stains on my rug.
A loving mother makes sacrifices for peace and laughter to reign in her home and family.
May we exist like a lotus, / At home in the muddy water. / Thus we bow to life as it is.
But trailing clouds of glory do we come from God, who is our home.
Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.
Forget the years, forget distinctions. Leap into the boundless and make it your home!
When you're home-schooled, you have to have a certain level of work ethic. Otherwise, you don't get anything done.
I get intrigued by a puzzle, and writing a book is the best way to solve it.
The best way to avoid danger is to meet it plump.
The best way to keep one's word is not to give it.
The best way to kill competition is to partner it
I learn in a different way. I learn experientially.
The way you communicate an idea is different than the way you communicate a product.
Comedy is simply a funny way of being serious.
I left the ending ambiguous, because that is the way life is.
The quickest way of ending a war is to lose it.
The only sad part for me about getting a cat from the pound is that I can only choose one. If I could, I’d take home all of them. Actually, my view is why take them home? Why not just move in to an animal shelter? But my wife wouldn’t go for that...
I was not brought up to know the Earth in intimate detail. No one I can remember from my childhood ever suggested that the land I lived on and was surrounded by contained anything important to me. My sense of kinship was connected to my house, my bed...
[A]dventures befall the unadventurous as readily, if not as frequently, as the bold. Adventures are a logical and reliable result - and have been since at least the time of Odysseus - of the fatal act of leaving one's home, or trying to return to it ...
...We always look for Christ amid magnificence. But ... Christ has a history of showing up amide the unlovely. Born in a dirty stall. Crowned with thorns. Died gasping on a shameful cross atop a jagged rise. We don't need to be beautiful for Christ t...
In 2006 I had begun the discernment process for locating my rightful geographic home. By the time my corporate pink slip arrived I had spent two years researching and taking recon trips to five different cities in southern California. Having crossed ...
