Dream Home Quotes

Delhi is my emotional home. I still dream of owning a home there.

In a perfect world, my tennis game gets better. I have kids and a beautiful wife and live on some hill somewhere that's not in Los Angeles. And the script that Tom Hanks just barely turned down gets in my hands.

This house was our dream-the gardens, the study, even the swimming pool. Even though I can't see John when I wake up in the morning, I can always feel him here with me.

I'm never not planning for my future house. Most of the files on my laptop are devoted to different rooms in my dream house. I'm embarrassing.

As Realtors, you live and breathe the American dream.

My dream home would be a fishing lodge in New Zealand.

She wished she had a little yellow house of her own, with a flower box full of real flowers and herbs – pansies and rosemary – and a sweet lover who would swing dance with her in the evenings and cook pasta and read poetry aloud.

My house is me and I am it. My house is where I like to be and it looks like all my dreams.

Every man deserves a castle; doesn't matter how big your castle is.

I have visualizations where I'm living in a really cool place - probably outside of town - with a really dope studio where I can record music or film things. Just have my own mini production house. That's really the thing I'd love to end up with the most and only do gigs when I needed to and also amass a little bit of a crew around me.

Someday, I'll make the right connection with the house I'm meant to be in.

Just looking when I was little at pictures of cars and houses that I wanted - it gives you a certain motivation, it gives you a goal.

No, I'm putting it away, trying to buy a house for my family. The goal is to use the money to move into a big house, so my daughter can have a garden.

More and more, I feel the need for a house and a garden.

The American dream is still to own your home.

While other people were dreaming of big cars and houses, I just wanted a huge dressing room.

I always dreamed of living in N.Y.C.

I had big dreams when I was a boy. And I can't say that I never saw a beach house in Malibu in those dreams.

I had always been kind of obsessed with making a home of my own and was always drawing rooms that I wanted to live in, down to pictures on the wall and the faces that would be in the photographs, and how the couches would be situated.

I have a piece of land in Delhi, but I have never had enough money to support dual establishments. I always thought of owning a house in Delhi as well. When you go to London or Switzerland, you dream of having a house even there. But you cannot have everything. I have a plot in Delhi, so I think I should have a house here as well.

The newspapers were against me. They were telling me that the Australian dream was a home. But that dream became worse and worse as they had to live further away from the city. My dream became better as we could build higher and higher.

I didn't grow up in a house - we moved a lot, and we always lived in apartments. But we looked a lot; we went to open houses almost every weekend. I think that's why I always wanted a house.

I live part of the time in Oxford, and I love it.

Call me cheesy but a dream home is really where the heart is.

I love Santa Barbara and have always dreamed of someday having enough money to have a spot up there.