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When our relatives are at home, we have to think of all their good points or it would be impossible to endure them.

... I'm the fortieth-ugliest man in this bar. But so what! So what! What if someday she lets me kiss each one of her freckles again? She has like a million. But every one of them means something to me. Isn't this how people used to fall in love? I know we're living in Rubenstein's America, like you keep saying. But doesn't that just make us even more responsible for each other's fates? I mean, what if Eunice and I just said no to all this. To this bar. To this FACing. The two of us. What if we just went home and read books to each other?

I don't go to premieres. I don't go to parties. I don't covet the Oscar. I don't want any of that. I don't go out. I just have dinner at home every night with my kids. Being famous, that's a whole other career. And I haven't got any energy for it.

My home is a place of warmth and love. No one should be denied a home.

Homeland of patience, land of the Russian people.

A compassionate open home is part of Christian responsibility, and should be practiced up to the level of capacity.

I joined the British Army because she stood between Ireland and an enemy common to our civilization, and I would not have her (Britain) say that she defended us while we did nothing at home but pass resolutions.

Houses are built to live in, and not to look on: therefore let use be preferred before uniformity.

Home is where my habits have a habitat

I love my dad. He used to walk around the whole neighborhood and collect old furniture and fix it, like MacGyver with duct tape. One time, he brought a television home. I said, 'Damn, that TV has 500 channels.' When I got older, it didn't have 500 channels - it was a knob from the oven. My favorite channel was 300 degrees.

Mother is the home we come from. She is nature, soil, ocean.

The sick individual finds himself at home with all other similarly sick individuals. The whole culture is geared to this kind of pathology.

My reaction to porno films is as follows: After the first ten minutes, I want to go home and screw. After the first twenty minutes, I never want to screw again as long as I live.

Normally I don't listen to my songs. I hear when I'm in the process of creation, of course, but not when I come home, for example, and I listen my album, and this is different.

I was walking home one night and a guy hammering on a roof called me a paranoid little weirdo. In morse code.

Like a butterfly stuck in a chrysalis, waiting for the perfect moment, I was waiting for the day I could burst forth and fly away and find my home.

What if I'm an angel without wings to take me home?

You will soon find that your joy in your home is growing, and that you have a source of happiness within yourself that you had not suspected.

You could sit on top of a mountain praying for hours a day and still not make it if you had no love in your heart. You could spend your life feeding the poor and still not make it because your karma required you to bear and nurture children. The path home to God is different for every person. Only communion with your Higher Self will reveal your path to you.

Anna despises two classes of people: first, those who own their own homes and have cars and families, and second, everybody else. Constantly she is on the verge of exploding. With rage. A pool of pure red. The pool is filled with speechlessness that talks away at her nonstop.

A return to virtue must begin individually in our hearts and in our homes. You are the guardians of virtue.

When we are at home with ourselves, we are at home everywhere in the world. When we have found peace within ourselves, peace and love follow us wherever we go.

It was a beautiful, harmonious, peaceful-looking planet, blue with white clouds, and one that gave you a deep sense of home, of being, of identity. It is what I prefer to call instant global consciousness.

When I got home, I was trying to figure out how to be home. Like, be home in a sense that had nothing to do with music.

My first job was washing dishes in the basement of a nursing home for $2.10 an hour, and I learned as much about the value of hard work there as I ever did later.