Home Quotes

The happiness of the domestic fireside is the first boon of Heaven; and it is well it is so, since it is that which is the lot of the mass of mankind.

One of the things I want to do before I die is conduct the Homeless Olympics. Events would include: the 10-meter Shopping Cart Relay, the Dumpster Dig, and the Hop, Skip and Trip.

And meadow rivulets overflow, And drops on gate-bars hang in a row, And rooks in families homeward go, And so do I.

Happiness grows at our own firesides, and is not to be picked in strangers’ gardens.

I like to see a man proud of the place in which he lives. I like to see a man live so that his place will be proud of him.

And at home by the fire, whenever you look up, there I shall be – and whenever I look up, there you shall be.

I knew from the start if I left a woman I really loved – the Great Society – in order to fight that bitch of a war (in Vietnam) – then I would lose everything at home. My hopes – my dreams.

A man’s home may seem to be his castle on the outside; inside, it is more often his nursery.

In a mountain greenery, Where God paints the scenery, just two crazy people together. While you love your lover, let Blue skies be your coverlet; when it rains, we’ll laugh at the weather. And if you’re good, I’ll search for wood so you can cook, while I stand looking. Beans could get no keener reception […]

To be happy at home is the ultimate result of all ambition; the end to which every enterprise and labor tends, and of which every desire prompts the prosecution.