Leave not thy nest, thy dam and sire,Fly back and sing amidst this choir.
The air of one’s native country is the most healthy air.
No house should ever be on a hill or on anything. It should be of the hill. Belonging to it. Hill and house should live together each the happier for the other.
Home is a place not only of strong affections, but of entire unreserve; it is life's undress rehearsal, its backroom, its dressing room, from which we go forth to more careful and guarded intercourse, leaving behind us much debris of cast-off and everyday clothing.
I want a house that has got over all its troubles; I don't want to spend the rest of my life bringing up a young and inexperienced house.
This is not the land of my birth, but it is the land for which I hold the greatest affection, and I certainly will come back in the springtime
Going to the mountains is going home.
I secretly understood: the primitive appeal of the hearth. Television is — its irresistible charm — a fire.
Where is home? I've wondered where home is, and I realized, it's not Mars or someplace like that, it's Indianapolis when I was nine years old. I had a brother and a sister, a cat and a dog, and a mother and a father and uncles and aunts. And there's no way I can get there again.