Perhaps the human soul needs excursions, and must not be denied them. But the point of an excursion is that you come home again.
Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful.
Normal, in our house, is like a blanket too short for a bed - sometimes it covers you just fine, and other times it leaves you cold and shaking; and worst of all, you never know which of the two it`s going to be.
Traveling is all very well and good as long as you knew there is a place or person you can call home.
It doesn`t matter what people tell you. It doesn`t matter what they might say. Sometimes you have to leave home. Sometimes, running away means you`re headed in the exact right direction.
When you build a house, you get attached to it, and that attachment can be fatal. When the time comes to run, you don't want anything holding you back.
Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit answered to, in strongest conjuration.
A house is no home unless it contain food and fire for the mind as well as for the body.
There's no place like home.
Where we love is home, home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.