Home is where the heart is.
It was not seen that woman's place was in the home until she began to go out of it; the statement was a reply to an unspoken challenge, it was attempted resistance to irresistible change.
All language is a longing for home.
Home is where one starts from.
Every house where love abides And friendship is a guest, Is surely home, and home sweet home For there the heart can rest.
One never reaches home, but wherever friendly paths intersect the whole world looks like home for a time.
Home is a shelter from storms - all sorts of storms.
Home is any four walls that enclose the right person.
The home should be the treasure chest of living.
Charity begins at home, but should not end there.
Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered to, in the strongest conjuration.
Home is where the heart can laugh without shyness.
A home without a cat — and a well-fed, well-petted and properly revered cat — may be a perfect home, perhaps, but how can it prove title?
The strength of a nation derives from the integrity of the home.
There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort.
You can never go home again, but the truth is you can never leave home, so it's all right.
I long, as does every human being, to be at home wherever I find myself.
Home is the place we love best and grumble the most.
A comfortable house is a great source of happiness. It ranks immediately after health and a good conscience.
A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.
Home, the spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest.
Home is the one place in all this world where hearts are sure of each other. It is the place of confidence. It is the place where we tear off that mask of guarded and suspicious coldness which the world forces us to wear in self-defense, and where we pour out the unreserved communications of full and confiding hearts. It is the spot where expressions of tenderness gush out without any sensation of awkwardness and without any dread of ridicule.
Where is home? Home is where the heart can laugh without shyness. Home is where the heart's tears can dry at their own pace.
The home is the chief school of human virtues.
You leave home to seek your fortune and, when you get it, you go home and share it with your family.
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