In my heart and soul, I am a West Country man, and ideally, my weekends are spent there.
I don't think I could live anywhere else but Stockholm.
Those who do not cherish affection for their parents, spouses and children and for their homes, villages and workplaces cannot love their country and fellow people; they can never become genuine patriots.
The man who loves home best, and loves it most unselfishly, loves his country best.
Mankind have their local attachments. They have a particular regard for the spot, in which they were born and nurtured.
My family still lives in Chicago: my mother, my sister, my nephew, my family is there. So even though I am not living there, I feel very close to it, and I visit very often.
I have passed all my days in London, until I have formed as many and intense local attachments as any of you mountaineers can have done with dead nature.
We like where we live and we wanna participate in our neighbourhoods and communities and stuff and try to- we're not like benevolent- it's pretty basic.
Home is here in Philadelphia. I never like to be away too long.
The homing instinct in birds and animals is one of their most remarkable traits: their strong local attachments and their skill in finding their way back when removed to a distance. It seems at times as if they possessed some extra sense - the home sense - which operates unerringly.
My label understands that I am really attached to Malaysia, that I come home a lot.
Any planet is 'Earth' to those that live on it.
