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Quotes - Home is what you take with you, not what you leave behind
“Legion,
cuneum formate!’ Reyna yelled. ‘Advance!’ Another cheer on Jason’s right as
Percy and Annabeth reunited with the forces of Camp Half-Blood.
‘Greeks!’
Percy yelled. ‘Let’s, um, fight stuff!’ They yelled like banshees and charged.
Jason
grinned. He loved the Greeks. They had no organization whatsoever, but they
made up for it with enthusiasm.”
―
Rick Riordan, The Blood of Olympus
“Home
wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who
loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then
another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you
take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.”
―
Sarah Dessen, What Happened to Goodbye
“The
ache for home lives in all of us. The safe place where we can go as we are and
not be questioned.”
―
Maya Angelou, All God's Children Need Traveling Shoes
“Nature
is not a place to visit. It is home.”
―
Gary Snyder
“How
often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.”
―
William C. Faulkner
“You
don’t have a home until you leave it and then, when you have left it, you never
can go back.”
―
James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room
“I
love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its
visible soul.”
―
Jean Cocteau
“One
never reaches home,' she said. 'But where paths that have an affinity for each
other intersect, the whole world looks like home, for a time.”
―
Hermann Hesse, Demian
“I
used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary.
I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was. Likewise, I never
imagined that home might be something I would miss.”
―
Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children
“Home
is the nicest word there is.”
―
Laura Ingalls Wilder
“I
promise, Matthias. I'll take you home."
"Nina,"
he said, pressing her hand to his heart. "I am already home.”
―
Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom
“Imagine
the people who believe such things and who are not ashamed to ignore, totally,
all the patient findings of thinking minds through all the centuries since the
Bible was written. And it is these ignorant people, the most uneducated, the
most unimaginative, the most unthinking among us, who would make themselves the
guides and leaders of us all; who would force their feeble and childish beliefs
on us; who would invade our schools and libraries and homes. I personally
resent it bitterly.”
―
Isaac Asimov, The Roving Mind
“We
are all strangers in a strange land, longing for home, but not quite knowing
what or where home is. We glimpse it sometimes in our dreams, or as we turn a
corner, and suddenly there is a strange, sweet familiarity that vanishes almost
as soon as it comes.”
―
Madeleine L'Engle, The Rock That Is Higher: Story as Truth
“Everybody
has a home team: It’s the people you call when you get a flat tire or when
something terrible happens. It’s the people who, near or far, know everything
that’s wrong with you and love you anyways. These are the ones who tell you
their secrets, who get themselves a glass of water without asking when they’re
at your house. These are the people who cry when you cry. These are your
people, your middle-of-the-night, no-matter-what people.”
―
Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet: Thoughts on Change, Grace, and Learning the Hard
Way
“There’s
something about arriving in new cities, wandering empty streets with no
destination. I will never lose the love for the arriving, but I'm born to
leave.”
―
Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles: in search for The Great
Perhaps
“If
I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't look any further than my
own back yard. Because if it isn't there, I never really lost it to begin
with.”
―
Noel Langley, The Wizard of Oz Screenplay
“I
let it go. It's like swimming against the current. It exhausts you. After a
while, whoever you are, you just have to let go, and the river brings you
home.”
―
Joanne Harris, Five Quarters of the Orange
“The
ornament of a house is the friends who frequent it.”
―
Ralph Waldo Emerson
“What
is home? My favorite definition is "a safe place," a place where one
is free from attack, a place where one experiences secure relationships and
affirmation. It's a place where people share and understand each other. Its
relationships are nurturing. The people in it do not need to be perfect;
instead, they need to be honest, loving, supportive, recognizing a common
humanity that makes all of us vulnerable.”
―
Gladys Hunt, Honey for a Child's Heart: The Imaginative Use of Books in Family
Life
“It
doesn’t matter how many times you leave, it will always hurt to come back and
remember what you once had and who you once were. Then it will hurt just as
much to leave again, and so it goes over and over again.
Once
you’ve started to leave, you will run your whole life.”
―
Charlotte Eriksson
“All
those moments throughout the days, weeks, months that don't get marked on
calendars with hand-drawn stars or little stickers.
Those
are the moments that make a life.
Not
grand gestures, but mundane details that, over time, accumulate until you have
a home, instead of a house.
The
things that matter.
The
things I can't stop longing for.”
― Emily
Henry, Funny Story
“Jacks
no longer felt like her enemy, he felt like her home.”
―
Stephanie Garber, The Ballad of Never After
“Happiness
doesn't lie in conspicuous consumption and the relentless amassing of useless
crap. Happiness lies in the person sitting beside you and your ability to talk
to them. Happiness is clear-headed human interaction and empathy. Happiness is
home. And home is not a house-home is a mythological conceit. It is a state of
mind. A place of communion and unconditional love. It is where, when you cross
its threshold, you finally feel at peace.”
―
Dennis Lehane
“A
home filled with nothing but yourself. It's heavy, that lightness. It's
crushing, that emptiness.”
―
Margaret Atwood, The Tent
“Home
is what you take with you, not what you leave behind.”
―
N.K. Jemisin, The Fifth Season
“She
was still hugging the cat. "Poor slob," she said, tickling his head,
"poor slob without a name. It's a little inconvenient, his not having a
name. But I haven't any right to give him one: he'll have to wait until he
belongs to somebody. We just sort of took up by the river one day, we don't
belong to each other: he's an independent, and so am I. I don't want to own
anything until I know I've found the place where me and things belong together.
I'm not quite sure where that is just yet. But I know what it's like." She
smiled, and let the cat drop to the floor. "It's like Tiffany's," she
said.[...]
It
calms me down right away, the quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very
bad could happen to you there, not with those kind men in their nice suits, and
that lovely smell of silver and alligator wallets. If I could find a real-life
place that made me feel like Tiffany's, then I'd buy some furniture and give
the cat a name.”
―
Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Three Stories
