A man’s home is no longer his castle; it is no longer a place away from urgent tasks because the telephone breaches the walls with imperious demands.
Home Quotes
But when I get that lonely spell, I simply seek the best hotel, No matter in what town I be – St. Paul, Toledo, or K.C., In Washington, Schenectady, In Louisville or Albany. And at that inn it hits my dome That I again am right at home. For all the crowd would be so […]
Nor need we power or splendor, Wide hall or lordly dome; The good, the true, the tender, These form the wealth of home.
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.
