Home Quote by Tessa Dare Download Open image “A home isn’t only defined by what you need, Bram. It’s also about the people who need you” — Tessa Dare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.4 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Home Need you Needs People
Wasn't that the definition of home? Not where you are from, but where you are wanted — Abraham Verghese Copy Share Image
Home is ultimately not about a place to live but about the people with whom you are most fully alive. Home is about love,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A home is not a mere transient shelter: its essence lies in the personalities of the people who live in it. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Home is a place where we all do as we please - usually regardless of the others. — Myrtle Reed Copy Share Image
The reason to have a home is to keep certain people in and everyone else out. — Jenny Offill Copy Share Image
“Charles Dickens once said that “Home” is simply a name, a word, but it’s a strong one; stronger than any magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered to, in the strongest conjuration. And when I saw Blake again after we thought he’d died, as I held his son’s hand in that hospital room, I finally understood how, sometimes, “Home” is… — Loreth Anne White Copy Share
Home is a relative concept. Home is very much wherever it is that your people are and where you fit in. — Rege-Jean Page Copy Share Image
“This explains so much," she said, clucking her tongue in mother-hen fashion. "You're compensating for this withered appendage." Withered appendage? What the devil was she talking about? He shook his head, trying to clear it. Colin's dire predictions of shriveled twigs and dried currants rattled in his skull. Wide awake now, he fought to sit up, wrestling the sheets. "Listen,… — Tessa Dare Copy Share
“You think a few features scattered on your face make you plain? I am ugly to the core. All England knows it. And after… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“I’d be more than happy to let you survey my physical perfection in its entirety. But only if I get to see you, too.”… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“Words for everyday showers of prettiness, and the kind of misty loveliness that disappears whenever you try to grasp it. Beauty that’s heralded by impressive thunder, but turns out to be all flash. And beyond all these, there’d be this word . . . a word that even the most grizzled, wizened elders might have uttered twice in their lifetimes,… — Tessa Dare Copy Share
“ The captain? Sophia stood staring numbly after him. Had he just said he’d introduce her to the captain? Of someone else was the captain, then who on earth was this man? One thing was clear. Whoever he was, he had her trunks. And he was walking away. Cursing under her breath, Sophia picked up her skirts and trotted after… — Tessa Dare Copy Share
“Madeline stood before him in a gown of rich, emerald-green silk. The low-cut bodice did miraculous things for her bosom, and the vibrant color… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“And she was well-enough acquainted with loneliness to understand that the worst part wasn't having nobody caring for you - it was having nobody… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“He stood in the doorway to a side chamber, bared to the waist and dripping. He propped one shoulder against the doorway and clutched… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“And you claim to be feeling this way. Floatish. Singsong-ish. About me.” She sighed. “Yes.” “That’s absurd.” “I know, but I can’t seem to… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“No, of course she didn't say it. But there is no other reason she should have called, except to pave the way for her… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“And there it was. The prim face of censure he’d been seeking. A strange sense of satisfaction descended on him. Divine justice, perhaps. Other men, better men, confessed their sins to priests and saints, but Gray had chosen for his confessor this governess. The most beautiful woman he’d ever set eyes on, in all his years of chasing pleasure from… — Tessa Dare Copy Share
“Another sketch-this one of Gabriel-hung on the all above the water cask. It swiveled gently on a single tack; or rather, the paper hung plump with gravity while the whole ship swiveled around it. She’d captured Gabriel’s toothy, inoffensive grin and the devilish gleam in his eye, and the effect of the paper’s constant, subtle rocking was to make the… — Tessa Dare Copy Share
Sentiment is the mightiest force in civilization; not sentimentality, but sentiment. Women will bring this into politics. Home, sweet home, is as powerful on… — Judith Ellen Foster Copy Share Image
I don't like being away from home. That's one reason why I don't work as much as I used to [when I started my… — Jane Powell Copy Share Image
“It is not the force of the wind, but the depth of the roots.” — Craig D. Lounsbrough Copy Share Image
If your life's at a juncture and you need to think about things, there's nowhere better than home. However old you are. — Sophie Kinsella Copy Share Image
Most days, I go home and I feel rejuvenated. I feel ebullient. — Siddhartha Mukherjee Copy Share Image
If my campaign is not in the debate, we will not be talking about how we really fix this problem of endless and expanding war, why we need to cut the military budget by 50%, why we need to bring back our troops scattered overseas, the police force of the world, in over a hundred countries, something like eight hundred… — Jill Stein Copy Share
The house has to serve comfort. The work of art is revolutionary; the house is conservative. — Adolf Loos Copy Share Image
I don't crave applause. I'm not one of those guys who comes alive on stage. I'm much more alive at home, I think. — David Bowie Copy Share Image
A home is not a museum. It doesn't have to be furnished with Picasso paintings, or Sheraton suites, or Oriental rugs, or Chinese pottery.… — James M. Cain Copy Share Image
As a child, I had a lot of older gay men taking care of me. There's a trust there. I feel like little girls and old gay men together - there's a safety. They make a shield from all of the bad things they've experienced in the world. They make a home together. There are no songs about that. I… — Margaret Cho Copy Share
Everything comes home, my mother used to say; every word spoken, every shadow cast, every footprint in the sand. It can't be helped; it's… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image