Richard Griffiths Quotes

I go to many different places many times, but I miss my house constantly.

People dreamed. People left. And they all came back.

When I first left Iran at the age of 13, Iran had become such a shining star - it was the point to which all my desires and dreams returned.

It is not because I do not love my adopted land - it is the natural feeling of one far from home, who remembers those happy, carefree days when life flowed at full tide, without responsibility, flashing past one like the drama in a fascinating story of adventure and romance.

If you go anywhere, even paradise, you will miss your home.

All I ever want is to return to either Bangladesh, my motherland, or India, my adopted home.

I escaped to New York, and then L.A., but when I dream of home, I still dream of my old house in Holmdel.

I don't get back to Michigan nearly as much as I'd like to.

I miss Boston so much and want to get back there someday.

I am away from home and must always write home, even if any home of mine has long since floated away into eternity.

So I find words I never thought to speak In streets I never thought I should revisit When I left my body on a distant shore.

How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.

I am in Paris. Yes ma'am , I made it back. I came up from Berlin, stopped here ten days, fought a losing battle against my deepest inclinations, pulled myself out by the hair and went to Madrid...Madrid is a lovely enchanting city, and there was almost ready for me a kind of penthouse full of sunlight, a roof garden, and so on. I gave one look at it all, returned to the hotel and went to bed and wept bitterly for eleven hours...Why? Because I had seen Paris and could not endure the thought of being anywhere else.

I have lived too long in foreign parts

I've been homesick for countries I've never been, and longed to be where I couldn't be.

You don’t have a home until you leave it and then, when you have left it, you never can go back.

I never miss England.

I will always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched elsewhere.

I gasp for air if I don't get to breathe Italian air once a year.

I don't believe I could live in Iran again. A tree, once uprooted from the earth, is very difficult to plant again.

I get homesick.

And I think a lot of us have fantasies of going back to where we're from, or when we do go back we're so nostalgic about it.

This was nostalgia in the literal Greek sense: the pain of not being able to return to one's home and family.

I miss England. I miss the weather. I've spent moss of the last 25 years on tour. I'm ready to come home.