John Tiffany Quotes

'The Asylum Dance' was written after I'd moved back to Scotland and was a response to moving to my old home area of Fife.

Oh, to be home again, home again, home again! Under the apple-boughs, down by the mill!

Going home to Australia, it's good to get home, but it's kind of bad too because you get used to that way of life again and you have to come back to America.

I'll go do films for three or four months and then I can't wait to go home to LA. And I complain about LA left and right, but then I always end up wanting to go home, you know?

We have a cottage on the Mendocino coast.

Moving is easy, exciting, an adventure - when you're young. Later, not so much. I love Massachusetts, my old home. Sometimes, late at night, I even study the real estate ads in my old hometown. But it's not even a fantasy. My parents are both gone. The world I left doesn't exist anymore. Neither does the person I was.

I love the smell of skunks. Driving down a back road and you smell a skunk that's sprayed or been hit. I love that. It reminds me of 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 wanted to get out of Mississippi in the worst way. Go back? What I want to go back for?

I bought a house in England in 1990, shortly after my father died, hoping to come home to England and spend time with my family.

I love being back on the East Coast.

Sometimes I get the bug to live in London for a year, or something like that, and maybe I will. But New Jersey's home.

I grew up in Malibu, so it's nice to be back home and be with my parents and sit and drive my car and listen to music and just chill out for a little bit.

I went to college in North Carolina, so something about being in the East Coast is home for me.

I lived in Washington longer than I have lived anywhere else, so it's considered home, even though I moved back to California.

Everybody has to leave, everybody has to leave their home and come back so they can love it again for all new reasons.

You must go on a long journey before you can really find out how wonderful home is.

It was not a triumphal return. Home, as I had known it, was gone.

Maybe at the heart of all our traveling is the dream of someday, somehow, getting Home.

Country roads, take me home, to the place I belong

The sensation of falling into the past is not unlike that of coming home for the holidays.

To love is to return to a home we never left, to remember who we are.

But just as soon as this war's over and finished with,I'll get back home and marry her.I've grown up with her, Joey, known her all my life. S'pose I know her almost as well as I know myself, and I like her a lot better.

All that is within me cries out to go back to my home on the Hudson River