Home Is Where The Heart Is Quotes

Home sweet home. No place like home. Take me home, country roads. Home is where the heart is. But my heart is here. So I must be home. Clare sighs, turns her head, and is quiet. Hi, honey. I’m home. I’m home.

He is happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home.

Every house where love abides
And friendship is a guest,
Is surely home, and home sweet home
For there the heart can rest.

‘Tis the business of little minds to shrink; but he whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves his conduct, will pursue his principles unto death.

Home is where you hang your hangover.

Where we love is home – home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.

Home is where somebody notices when you are no longer there.

Nature is not a place to visit. It is home.

Home is a place not only of strong affections, but of entire unreserve; it is life’s undress rehearsal, its backroom, its dressing room.

Home is where the heart is or where you bury the ones you want to eat later.

Our lives can change with every breath we take.

If Home is where the heart is then may your Home be blessed . . .

Home is where the heart is, until we get a chance to bury it. Home is where the heart pulled the nails out of its feet, and fled.

Home is where you hang your head.

Home, Ms. Lane?” His deep voice was gently amused. “I have to call it something,” I said morosely. “They say home is where the heart is. I think mine’s satin-lined and six feet under.

The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.

Never make your home in a place. Make a home for yourself inside your own head. You’ll find what you need to furnish it – memory, friends you can trust, love of learning, and other such things. That way it will go with you wherever you journey.