Where Thou art — that — is Home —
Ne’er take a wife till thou hast a house (and a fire) to put her in.
Some keep the Sabbath going to Church — I keep it, staying at Home — With a Bobolink for a Chorister — And an Orchard, for a Dome —
Nature is a haunted house — but Art — a House that tries to be haunted.
I never thought I’d have children; I never thought I’d be in love, I never thought I’d meet the right person. Having come from a broken home – you kind of accept that certain things feel like a fairy tale, and you just don’t look for them.
Go to foreign countries and you will get to know the good things one possesses at home.
Every man who has shown the world the way to beauty, to true culture, has been a rebel, a ‘universal’ without patriotism, without home who has found his people everywhere.
A house without books is like a room without windows.