A tree has something to say to us: Be still! Be still! Look at me!... Home is within you, or home is… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother. — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening... — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
Deep within each of us is a longing for home. We yearn for a place of comfort where we can be ourselves,… — Denise Linn Copy Share Image
For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
She found herself longing for home-not just for the hotel but for New York and all the real novels that she could… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
I've written a number of songs over the years and it's a big part of my life, this sort of tension between… — James Taylor Copy Share Image
And so much of my life has been about returning home and longing for home, wanting my children to know about my… — Sela Ward Copy Share Image
“Sometimes diaspora art expresses a longing for home, and frequently it tries to construct a collective identity out of its mostly heterogeneous… — Sieglinde Lemke Copy Share Image
That experience of losing home, longing for home, that yearning for meaning and rootedness and identity in a floating world, it's what… — Andrew Lam Copy Share Image
We are all strangers in a strange land, longing for home, but not quite knowing what or where home is. We glimpse… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
“The word longing comes from the same root as the word long in the sense of length in either time or space… — Frederick Buechner Copy Share Image
“For I knew already that something had taken me from me, and had replaced it with a desperate longing for a time… — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
When a tree is cut down and reveals its naked death-wound to the sun, one can read its whole history in the… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
When we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“And from that moment, I watched her. Watched her with different coloured eyes, until the raging energy that coursed through my body… — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
The feeling of longing for home is born into us. That wonderful dream cannot become real without great faith - enough for… — Henry B. Eyring Copy Share Image
A tree says: My strength is trust. I know nothing about my fathers, I know nothing about the thousand children that every… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“We look for the sense of being Home in a physical home, in a family, in a lover. But unless we can… — Gina Lake Copy Share Image
“Did you know you always refer to Eliza and Kitty as ‘the girls?’ I think it’s endearing, but also reveals your true… — Amber Lynn Perry Copy Share Image
“I mean, by such flightiness, something that feels unsatisfied at the center of my life — that makes me shaky, fickle, inquisitive,… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“If one has been absent for decades from a place that one once held dear, the wise would generally counsel that one… — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
“I want you to read ‘God Sees the Truth, but Waits,’ ” said Mother. “Tolstoy writes about a man, wrongly accused of… — Terry Tempest Williams Copy Share Image
“For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests… — Herman Hesse Copy Share Image
“A minute later, the young Turk and Howard parted on frosty terms, not much warmed by Howard’s twenty-pence tip, the only extra… — Zadie Smith Copy Share Image
“A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them… — Herman Hesse Copy Share Image
The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing — to reach the Mountain, to find the place where all… — C. S. Lewis Copy Share Image
Do you think it all meant nothing, all the longing? The longing for home? For indeed it now feels not like going,… — CS Lewis Copy Share Image
