Home Is Where the Heart Is Quotes

You never get away from that thing in your hometown that it has over you. You don't outgrow where you come from.

Milan is my home, where I chose to go and where my heart really is.

Many Lexington natives believe they live in a special place, one impossible to leave. I'm not so sure about that - or it's more accurate to say I think a more general truth exists beneath it: the place you first call home stays with you always, whether you remain or go.

A comfortable house is a great source of happiness. It ranks immediately after health and a good conscience.

The biggest thing is, I can never forget where I come from. That's why I wear Miami on my sleeve. I never forget where I grew up.

Some guys are on the road and can't wait to get home; others are at home and can't wait to get on the road. I'm definitely the one who wants to be home.

We carry our homes within us which enables us to fly.

There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort.

Because I am away so much, I try to establish home in people, rather than places. For example, wherever I get together with my brother the place we're in becomes home.

There is no house like the house of belonging.

When you travel like we do, a holiday is simply being able to sleep in your own bed.

You can't separate a house from a family. It's a living, breathing home.

I never spend more than a week away from the children.

I feel at home wherever I am, to be honest.

I've discovered home is not a place anymore. It's the people around you.

I can go to all these cool places around the world, but when we land at YYZ, I'm like, 'Yes! It's flat. It's concrete. I'm okay with this; my people are here.'

Family to me is foundation. It's the people that you can call on whether you love them or hate them. When push comes to shove, they're there for you, and that's kind of how this family is.

For more and more of us, home has really less to do with a piece of soil than, you could say, with a piece of soul. If somebody suddenly asks me, 'Where's your home?' I think about my sweetheart or my closest friends or the songs that travel with me wherever I happen to be.

This is my homeland no one can kick me out.

My idea of home is not necessarily a place.

Home is where the heart is, we say, rubbing the flint of one abstraction against another.

I think anybody who goes away finds you appreciate home more when you return.

I think home has become my friends and family, wherever they are.

Home is not land and borders. It's about people you love.

I'm not even sure where home is. Probably Terminal 5. There is a strange sense of calm about arriving back at Heathrow.