“. . .the home place is the safe haven, the convergence of waters, the place where the beloved dead are as real… — Carrie La Seur Copy Share Image
“I have never been back to the Ozarks. All I have left are my dreams and memories, but if God is willing,… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share Image
Home is the one place in all this world where hearts are sure of each other. It is the place of confidence.… — Frederick William Robertson Copy Share Image
“We fervently point out how other creatures’ natural territories have become surrounded by cities, ranches, highways, noise, and other dissonance, as though… — Clarissa Pinkola Estés Copy Share Image
A house is made with walls and beams; a home is built with love and dreams. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
You can never go home again, but the truth is you can never leave home, so it's all right. — Maya Angelou Copy Share Image
My biggest extravagances are also investments. I have several houses in California, a house in Nashville, an office complex, and I bought… — Dolly Parton Copy Share Image
Every house where love abides And friendship is a guest, Is surely home, and home sweet home For there the heart can… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
I wonder if ever again Americans can have that experience of returning to a home place so intimately known, profoundly felt, deeply… — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
Appalachia is still, for American musicians, a kind of fountain of youth we always go back to, the old home place to… — Paul Burch Copy Share Image
When I got married and had a child and went to work, my day was all day, all night. You lose your… — Martha Stewart Copy Share Image
Home is a place not only of strong affections, but of entire unreserve; it is life's undress rehearsal, its backroom, its dressing… — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
“No settled family or community has ever called its home place an “environment.” None has ever called its feeling for its home… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
Mind and body have taken the journey, but the real home place is your own heart. It is infinite and so wherever… — Mooji Copy Share Image
