Home should be an anchor, a port in a storm, a refuge, a happy place in which to dwell, a place where we are loved and where we can love.
Home is the nicest word there is.
The strength of a nation derives from the integrity of the home.
Home is the starting place of love, hope, and dreams.
Home is where one starts from.
Home is where your story begins.
Home is a shelter from storms – all sorts of storms.
Home is not where you live, but where they understand you.
Home is the most popular, and will be the most enduring of all earthly establishments.
Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.
Home is where you feel loved, appreciated, and safe.
Home is where you are understood.
There's no place like home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.
A house is made of walls and beams; a home is built with love and dreams.
Home is not a place, it's a feeling.
The magic thing about home is that it feels good to leave, and it feels even better to come back.
Home is where love resides, memories are created, friends always belong, and laughter never ends.
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 any more.
The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.