Quotes
Quotes about Home
While fancy, like the finger of a clock, Runs the great circuit, and is still at home.
Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home.
We figure to ourselves The thing we like, and then we build it up As chance will have it, on the rock or sand: For Thought is tired of wandering o'er the world, And homebound Fancy runs her bark ashore.
Because those, who twit others with their faults, should look at home. [Lat., Quia, qui alterum incusat probi, eum ipsum se intueri oportet.]
On such an occasion as this, All time and nonsense scorning, Nothing shall come amiss, And we won't go home till morning.
When people go to work, they shouldn't have to leave their hearts at home.
90% of the people in the stock market, professionals and amateurs alike, simply haven't done enough homework.
A rod twelve feet long and a ring of wire, A winder and barrel, will help thy desire In killing a Pike; but the forked stick, With a slit and a bladder,--and that other fine trick, Which our artists call snap, with a goose or a duck,-- Will kill two for one, if you have any luck; The gentry of Shropshire do merrily smile, To see a goose and a belt the fish to beguile; When a Pike suns himselfe and a-frogging doth go, The two-inched hook is better, I know, Than the ord'nary snaring: but still I must cry, When the Pike is at home, minde the cookery.
Flag of the free heart's hope and home! By angel hands to valour given, Thy stars have lit the welkin dome; And all thy hues were born in heaven.
Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light What so proudly we hailed as the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight O'er the ramplarts we watched were so gallantly streaming? And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
Oh! say can you see by the dawn's early light What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming, Whose stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming; And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof thro' the night that our flag was still there! Oh! say, does that star spangled banner yet wave, O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen stall stand Between their loved home and the war's desolation! Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation! Then conquer we must when our cause it is just. And this be our motto, "In God is our trust!" And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
My mother used to say that there are no strangers, only friends you haven't met yet. She's now in a maximum security twilight home in Australia.
Show me a genuine case of platonic friendship, and I shall show you two old or homely faces.
A home-made friend wears longer than one you buy in the market.
A guy ran a red light like at 2AM, got home fine, no police saw him or anything like that. About 3 weeks later he gets a bill from the police department and a photo of his truck running that light. So, like the smart/dumbass he is, he gets cute, lays out some money on the bed(the price of the ticket), takes a photo of it, and sends it in. So a few weeks pass and he gets another letter, this one has a photo of handcuffs. He promptly paid the bill.
The restlessness that comes upon girls upon summer evenings results in lasting trouble unless it is speedily controlled. The right kind of man does not look for a wife on the streets, and the right kind of girl waits till the man comes to her home for her.
You can't hit a home run unless you step up to the plate. You can't catch a fish unless you put your line in the water. You can't reach your goals if you don't try.
I, Phoebus, sang those songs that gained so much renown I, Phoebus, sang them; Homer only wrote them down.
Here is my first principle of foreign policy: good government at home.
Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow.
I was able to go to Iraq.. to the place my son died.. and fill my promise to my wife to put a crucifix on the spot.. and bring home some of the blood drenched dirt..and plant a white rose bush in it Military Families Speak Out.. broadcast on C Span.
You must come home with me and be my guest; You will give joy to me, and I will do All that is in my power to honour you.
But she is vanish'd to her shady home Under the deep, inscrutable; and there Weeps in a midnight made of her own hair.
If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam; The world has nothing to bestow, From our own selves our bliss must flow, And that dear hut,--our home.
