Kerry King Quotes

In seeking comfort, we generally find a quiet corner in life where there is a minimum of conflict, and then we are afraid to step out of that seclusion.

When I'm at home in Virginia, I become more hermit-like. I like my own home.

Sometimes I feel it would be nice to have a bit more privacy.

I'm just fiercely protective. It's like, that's my lair and nobody messes with my lair.

I'm not going to fly a million miles with somebody I don't know.

Here in Denmark, you can easily just be left alone. This is my 'hood, and people leave me alone; it's nice.

They can't find my house now because I keep it very quiet where I live.

Home is your sanctuary.

The one place in the world where I can feel like I'm completely in control, at home, is in a ring.

When I'm inside the cage, nobody will take anything away from me.

Inside the car is truly my own personal space.

Not just in films, even in life, if you choose to live in a space that is comfortable, you'll do fine.

Our house is our corner of the world.

Hardly a man will you find who could live with his door open.

No curfew. I live in the basement. I got everything I need. Home cooking ... it's awesome.

These days, more than any other time, we are worried about our personal life, our private life. When we talk about our private life, it means our home, our body even. It seems that when we want to have calmness in this world, we make a wall around us. This gives us a very calm environment, and when we feel that somebody is intruding into that, it makes us very angry and we feel we have to do something about it.

A corner is important. It provides privacy and an anchor and lets you exist independently of the room.

Your home is your refuge.

I don't ever want t' leave this cave, Jon Snow. Not ever

I'm very proud of my area around the plate. I don't want anyone messing with my dirt.

Living based in security is living based in fear.

I'm just going to stay here, in the darkness under the arch. I can hear you all out there, trip-trapping, trip-trapping over my bridge. Oh yes, I can hear you. But I'm not coming out.

I want to be alone ... I just want to be alone.

Home is a place not only of strong affections, but of entire unreserve; it is life's undress rehearsal, its backroom, its dressing room.

As a rule, I don't enjoy being tossed into closets and having the door shut on my face, but I knew he was protecting me.