Home Concept Quotes

Home is essentially a set of values you carry around with you and, like a turtle or a snail or whatever, home has to be something that is part of you and can be equally a part of you wherever you are. I think that not having a home is a good inducement to creating a metaphysical home and to being able to see it in more invisible ways.

I have seen in many places housing which has been developed under government influences, but I have never seen any projects in which governments have played their part which have fountains and statues and grass and trees, which are as important to the concept of the home as the roof itself.

The home stands in contrast to all other capitalist institutions as the last stronghold of pre-capitalist isolation.

For more and more of us, home has less to do with a piece of soil than a piece of soul.

Home is where you hang your head.

Home's where you go when you run out of homes.

A mobile home with a flat tire is a home.

Home is the place where, when you go there, they have to take you in. In other words: Home has exceedingly low standards.

They say that 'home is where the heart is.' I think it is where the house is, and the adjacent buildings.

Home is pretty utopian.

[Immigrating] didn't burn out my desire to travel, though that can happen. There's nothing like immigration to make you want to just stay put. But what I think of as home is this life between Santo Domingo and the parts of New Jersey and New York City that were my childhood, so in my mind it's like home is all those things combined.

Home is where my horse is.

I have a variety of readers from across the diasporic community, not just from South Asia. I like to write large stories that include all of us - about common and cohesive experiences which bring together many immigrants, their culture shocks, transformations, concepts of home and self in a new land.

Home is not land and borders. It's about people you love.

I think home has become my friends and family, wherever they are.

In football the object is to march into enemy territory and cross his goal. In baseball the object is to go home.

I don't know if I'm truly at home in any language.

Our homes do not have to offer us permanent occupancy or store our clothes to merit the name. To speak of home in relation to a building is simply to recognise its harmony with our own prized internal song. Home can be an airport or a library, a garden or a motorway diner.

There are some people who believe that home is where one hangs one's hat, but these people tend to live in closets and on little pegs.

Home to me is the world because my books have been translated into more than 30 languages.

Home is where you come to when you've got nothing better to do.

Forever is composed of Nows— 'Tis not a different time— Except for Infiniteness— And Latitude of Home

I don't mean what other people mean when they speak of a home, because I don't regard a home as a...well, as a place, a building...a house...of wood, bricks, stone. I think of a home as being a thing that two people have between them in which each can...well, nest.

Where you come from now is much less important than where you're going. More and more of us are rooted in the future or the present tense as much as in the past. And home, we know, is not just the place where you happen to be born. It's the place where you become yourself.