Home Quotes - Page 7

For me, the consolation of history resides in the fact that hypothetically returning to any point in time feels like coming home.

There was some part of me that never left that house. Rather, some part of the house that wouldn't leave me.

The gap that was created during those transatlantic voyages hundreds of years ago.

That gap is the matrix of Saudade – The Longing, I think, that all Africans in the West have, that is at the root of the blues and jazz and soul and rap. If you listen you can hear it, elusive, fleeting, full of melancholy anger.

The official erasure of any existence before enslavement – as if black Americans did not exist before the yolk and the chains and whip – has always created a passion for us.

Black people need to find out. We have to find out Who We Are and Where We Come From.

Sometimes I get mail for people who lived in my home before I did, and sometimes my own body seems like a home through which successive people have passed like tenants, leaving behind memories, habits, scars, skills, and other souvenirs.

It’s important to honor your ancestors. Bringing in a piece of furniture or an object you’ve inherited from a loved one not only honors the person who has passed but also brings the warmth of happy memories into your home.

There is nothing more admirable than when two people who see eye to eye keep house as man and wife, confounding their enemies and delighting their friends.

Dorrie gave Larry's hand an excited, distracted squeeze that said: almost home. They were about to be matter-of-factly claimed by familiar streets and houses and the life they'd chosen or which had chosen them.

Your commitment to follow God's plan makes a difference in the atmosphere in your home and improves the climate of your marriage.

You contribute much to your marriage by the wise, thrifty, diligent management and oversight of your part of the household budget.

Peace and rest at length have come
All the day's long toil is past,
And each heart is whispering, 'Home,
Home at last.

A house from which nobody ever went away without feeling better in some way. A house in which there was always laughter.

I felt the kind of peace you feel when you come in from a hot afternoon and pour cold water over your feet.

Der kom en vederkvægende ro, en dyb fred og fryd over mig, det var som når en feber ophører. "Her," tænkte jeg, "kan jeg blive.

DETOX your mind, body, AND your contact list.

Build a House for men and birds.
Sit with them and play music.
For a day, for just one day,
talk about that which disturbs no one
and bring some peace,
my friend,
into your beautiful eyes.

When I have come to you, at last (as I have always done), I have come to
peace and happiness. I come home, now, like a tired traveller, and find
such a blessed sense of rest!

Home is people. Not a place. If you go back there after the people are gone, then all you can see is what is not there any more.

It was like how people find other people to be in love with, all random and accidental and lucky.

Sure, Nico had mixed emotions about the camp. He’d felt rejected there, out of place, unwanted and unloved … but now that it was on the verge of destruction, he realized how much it meant to him. This was the last place Bianca and he had shared as a home – the only place they’d ever felt safe, even if only temporarily.