I’ve been homesick for countries I’ve never been, and longed to be where I couldn’t be.
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Quotes tagged ‘Home’
because I’m 2,000 miles away with only my heartbeat keeping me company, and I’m the happiest I’ve ever been.
I stayed in the street and stared into the expanse. A sky that promised new beginnings with every flickering star.
I let it go. It’s like swimming against the current. It exhausts you. After a while, whoever you are, you just have to let go, and the river brings you home.
when home is no longer a place but a body, a soul, a heart...
To me, the whole world is a homeland, like the sea to fish.
Wasn’t that the definition of home? Not where you are from, but where you are wanted.
I made you my home -- you made me your hotel.
It’s rare to find someone who both feels like home yet gives you butterflies like kissing someone for the first time.
It would have been hard put to explain who I was or why I had come back. Maybe I also wanted to keep the past pure, unmixed with the present.
You need someone who treats your heart like it's their home.
In your twenties, you realize that blood doesn't always mean family and home is not a place.
Old souls often mirror the behavior of old people: they love to relax at home and they’re not too concerned about going out all the time. After all, what could be more rich, vast and stimulating than the world of the mind?
Be a woman who knows when to leave houses, marriages, and relationships, because it doesn’t feels like home anymore.
Home is where the heart is. It’s also where the cameras and listening devices are. Also insects. Lots of insects in that home.
I don't know if I am heading toward heaven or that other, dark place, but I know I have already lived in heaven for fifty years. Thank you, Provincetown.
Well I found love in the inside the arms of a woman I know. She is the lighthouse in the night that will safely guide me home.
Take me back to when I found my heart and broke it here. Made friends and lost them through the years. And I've not seen the roaring fields in so long I know I've grown. I can't wait to go home.
When people went on vacation, they shed their home skins, thought they could be a new person.
I believe that one can never leave home. I believe that one carries the shadows, the dreams, the fears and the dragons of home under one's skin, at the extreme corners of one's eyes and possibly in the gristle of the earlobe.