Home is where your heart is.
Home is the comfiest place to be.
Home is wherever you leave everything you love and never question that it will be there when you return.
Home is the starting place of love, hope, and dreams.
Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.
Home is where love resides, memories are created, friends always belong, and laughter never ends.
Home is not where you live but where they understand you.
The home should be the treasure chest of living.
The ache for home lives in all of us. The safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.
The magic thing about home is that it feels good to leave, and it feels even better to come back.
Home is where your story begins.
Home is the nicest word there is.
Home is where one starts from.
Home is not a place, it's a feeling.
Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.
A comfortable house is a great source of happiness. It ranks immediately after health and a good conscience.
A house is made of bricks and beams. A home is made of hopes and dreams.
Home is people. Not a place. If you go back there after the people are gone, then all you can see is what is not there anymore.
Home is where you feel at home and are treated well.
There's no place like home.