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“The only place I ever felt at home was with you. There isn’t a place for me anywhere anymore… I’ve been evicted.”

“They all hushed as Brinny, the one murderess of their crew, told them of the making of her bride cake, with primrose yellow butter and raisins of the sun, fattened on smuggled brandy. The further they sailed from England, the fonder they grew of the pleasures of home: plum trees with bowed branches, brambles in the hedge, cream from a beloved cow.”

“I am very old,’ he said gravely. He added, as a matter of course: ‘I’m glad to die in Africa.’ 'And why?' 'Because this is where mankind began. The cradle of humanity is in Nyasaland. It’s been pretty well proved.’ 'Odd reason.’ 'One dies better at home.' 'Yet another one, I thought, who’s trying to find a home on earth.”

“There is nothing like the feeling of suddenly knowing you have found something that you did not even realize you had been searching for your entire life. It is not something that jumps out at you, but instead quietly creeps into your soul, and without conscious thought it embeds itself gently into your heart. It whispers strange and soothing calm from the inside out, until you finally realize that something has changed, and that change is nothing to be afraid of, instead to be embraced, like the warm embrace of a long-awaited hug you did not even know you needed welcoming you home.”

“Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.”

“A kind heart is a fountain of gladness, making everything in its vicinity freshen into smiles.”

“'Tis the business of little minds to shrink; but he whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves his conduct, will pursue his principles unto death.”

“Never make your home in a place. Make a home for yourself inside your own head. You'll find what you need to furnish it - memory, friends you can trust, love of learning, and other such things. That way it will go with you wherever you journey.”

“Home is where the heart is, I thought now, gathering myself together in Betty's Luncheonette. I had no heart any more, it had been broken; or not broken, it simply wasn't there any more. It had been scooped neatly out of me like the yolk from a hard-boiled egg, leaving the rest of me bloodless and congealed and hollow. I'm heartless, I thought. Therefore I'm homeless.”

“Home, Ms. Lane?” His deep voice was gently amused. “I have to call it something,” I said morosely. “They say home is where the heart is. I think mine’s satin-lined and six feet under.”

“Home is the one place in all this world where hearts are sure of each other. It is the place of confidence. It is the place where we tear off that mask of guarded and suspicious coldness which the world forces us to wear in self-defense, and where we pour out the unreserved communications of full and confiding hearts. It is the spot where expressions of tenderness gush out without any sensation of awkwardness and without any dread of ridicule.”