HOME QUOTES II
quotations about home
Home is the seminary of all other institutions. There are the roots of all public prosperity, the foundations of the State, the germs of the church. There is all that in the child makes the future man; all that in the man makes the good citizen.
E. H. CHAPIN
Living Words
Every man, every woman, carries in heart and mind the image of the ideal place, the right place, the one true home, known or unknown, actual or visionary. A houseboat in Kashmir, a view down Atlantic Avenue in Brooklyn, a gray gothic farmhouse two stories high at the end of a red dog road in the Allegheny Mountains, a cabin on the shore of a blue lake in spruce and fir country, a greasy alley near the Hoboken waterfront, or even, possibly, for those of a less demanding sensibility, the world to be seen from a comfortable apartment high in the tender, velvety smog of Manhattan, Chicago, Paris, Tokyo, Rio, or Rome -- there's no limit to the human capacity for the homing sentiment.
EDWARD ABBEY
"The First Morning", Desert Solitaire
A home is something we carry inside us. Those who do not have a home inside them cannot build one, either from defiance or from stone.
IVAN KLIMA
Waiting for the Dark
A man's home may seem to be his castle on the outside; inside, it is more often his nursery.
CLARE BOOTHE LUCE
attributed, Men and Other Reptiles
Home pulls. It draws you back to tell you you don't belong.
GLEN DUNCAN
The Last Werewolf
The strength of a nation, especially of a republican nation, is in the intelligent and well-ordered homes of the people.
LYDIA SIGOURNEY
Letters to Young Ladies
For almost everyone the notion of home is usually a positive one. It is the known as opposed to the unknown; it is certainty as opposed to uncertainty, security rather than insecurity, the knowledge that in the final analysis someone else, our parents, will make the necessary decisions and will protect us from harm. It is the familiar and predictable. Better that than the unknown, the unpredictable, with a stranger imposing strange ways. It is also the primordial sense of the need for security, of being held, of belonging.
STEPHEN SHAW
"Returning Home"
"My home is under my hat," I once heard a traveling man say. When I got to know him better I found out what he meant. Wherever he was he managed to create about him the home atmosphere by being at peace with himself. With a few books that he carried, with his pipe and his slippers, he could make a hotel room home-like. He knew how to achieve one of the greatest human feats, to maintain serenity and poise under all conditions. He seemed to me much more remarkable than two actors of my acquaintance, husband and wife, who, for the sake of being together, would never accept engagements apart, and who, whenever they were on the road, would turn a couple of rooms in a lodging-house into a delightful home.
JOHN DANIEL BARRY
"The Home", Reactions and Other Essays Discussing Those States of Feeling and Attitude of Mind That Find Expression In Our Individual Qualities
Home is a place in the mind. When it is empty, it frets. It is fretful with memory, faces and places and times gone by. Beloved images rise up in disobedience and make a mirror for emptiness.
MAEVE BRENNAN
The Visitor
A human life, I think, should be well rooted in some spot of native land, where it may get the love of tender kinship for the face of earth, for the labours men go forth to, for the sounds and accents that haunt it, for whatever will give that early home a familiar unmistakeable difference amidst the future widening of knowledge: a spot where the definiteness of early memories may be inwrought with affection, and kindly acquaintance with all neighbours, even to the dogs and donkeys, may spread not by sentimental effort and reflection, but as a sweet habbit of the blood. At five years old, mortals are not prepared to be citizens of the world, to be stimulated by abstract nouns, to soar above preference into impartiality; and that prejudice in favour of milk with which we blindly begin, is a type of the way body and soul must get nourished at least for a time. The best introduction to astronomy is to think of the nightly heavens as a little lot of stars belonging to one's own homestead.
GEORGE ELIOT
Daniel Deronda
Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together.
SARAH DESSEN
What Happened to Goodbye?
The home is as stately as the most beautiful forest tree,
It stands thru pain and storm, to show what its glory can be,
This blessed home sings its songs in glorious harmony,
And like a Heavenly choir, lifts its anthems full and free,
It stands like the beauty of a multi-colored forest,
And shows its jubilation in joy and glorious harvest.
D. J. "POP-POP" WOOTEN
"The Majesty of Marriage"
Ah! many a storm Love can safely outride,
But a secret at home is like rocks under tide.
DINAH MARIA MULOCK CRAIK
Magnus and Morna
A man who has no home is like the cuckoo which has no nest, or the butterfly which has no hive; the one is proverbial for selfishness and folly, the other for levity and worldly-mindedness.
EBENEZER COLOHAM BREWER
A Guide to English Composition
No man has a home unless he is master of a place where he must please no one -- a place where he can go and lock the door behind him.
GENE WOLFE
"Slaves of Silver", Storeys from the Old Hotel
Home is like a shadow,
It will always follow me.
And so it is, after I move,
Home is where I'll be.
NICOLE L. V. JAEGER
My Moving Activity Journal
The fellow that owns his own home is always just coming out of a hardware store.
KIN HUBBARD
attributed, Cassell's Book of Humorous Quotations
It is restful to leave one's home; not because traveling does not entail varied and difficult daily actions, but because it removes our responsibilities.
ANDRÉ MAUROIS
An Art of Living
A man's house is his castle.
EDWARD COKE
The First Part of the Institutes of the Laws of England
Home!
By what magic comes this spell?
What wand has touched these humble walls,
And made them glow as with a holy warmth?
What disembodied spirit glorifies the place?
Whose feet may claim the phantom echoes
That bring once more a thrill?
Whose memoried voice is this that holds
More sacred music in its roughest note
Than ever came from seraph's throat?
EDWIN LEIBFREED
"The Lesser Deity", A Soliloquy of Life