Home is what we know we ought to want but can't really take. America is not so much a home for anyone as a universal dream of home, a wish whose attraction depends upon its remaining at the level of a wish. The movies bring the boys back but stop as ...
Love is always ready to deny itself, to give, sacrifice, just in the measure of its sincerity and intensity. Perfect love is perfect self-forgetfulness. Hence where there is love in a home, unselfishness is the law. Each forgets self and lives for ot...
The wise traveler leaves his heart at home.
The sun at home warms better than the sun away.
The sun at home warms better than the sun elsewhere.
The ruin of a nation begins in the homes of its people.
Curses are like chickens; they come home to roost.
Do not stay too long when the husband is not home.
Affairs of the home should not be discussed in the public square.
What the child says, he has heard at home.
Better a stupid wife than a mess at home.
Curses are like chickens, they always come home.
If an ass goes traveling it will not come home a horse.
Life is a temporary stop, death is the journey home.
Christopher Johnson's Son: How many moons does our planet have? Christopher Johnson: Seven. Christopher Johnson's Son: This planet only has one. I can't wait to see our planet again... it's bigger than this one, isn't it? Christopher Johnson: [turns ...
If you listen to your body and your intuition, they’ll guide you well. There are countless ways to develop listening skills. Some helpful and classic practices include: dancing and drumming, sitting and walking meditations, t’ai chi or chi kung, ...
That's because true travel, the kind with no predetermined end, is one of the most selfish endeavors we can possibly undertake-an act in which we focus solely on our own fulfillment, with little regard to those we leave behind. After all, we're the o...
My mother showed her gratitude for her life in exile by alluding to India’s modernity: the expansive railway network; the Bollywood movies she came to love for their tumultuous stories which ultimately conceded to the cardinal guidelines she held i...
LOOKING The world goes by, and what have I to do with it? I merely observe how the geese stretch their necks towards the orange rim of sky. I watch how light fades and children make their way home, hungry and tired. The bushes outside become ghosts w...
I remember looking out the window of the little maid's room where we had been installed, seeing the lights of the Palisades across the way, and thinking, There! There it is! There's New York, this wonderful city, I'll go live there someday. Even bein...
Theodore: [Writing letter] Roberto, Will you always come home with me and tell me about your day? Tell me about the guy at work who talked too much, the stain you got on your shirt at lunch. Tell me about a funny thought you had when you were waking ...
