Home is home, though it be never so homely.

Home is home, though it be never so homely.

What if in Scotland's wilds we viel'd our head,
Where tempests whistle round the sordid bed;
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What if in Scotland's wilds we viel'd our head,
Where tempests whistle round the sordid bed;
Where the rug's two-fold use we might display,
By night a blanket, and a plaid by day.

My house, my house, though thou art small, thou art to me the
Escuriall.

My house, my house, though thou art small, thou art to me the
Escuriall.

The worst thing about work in the house or home is that whatever you do is destroyed, laid waste or read more

The worst thing about work in the house or home is that whatever you do is destroyed, laid waste or eaten within twenty four hours.

What's the good of a home if you are never in it?

What's the good of a home if you are never in it?

A house is a machine for living in.

A house is a machine for living in.

Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to

Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to

For a man's house is his castle.

For a man's house is his castle.

Home is the place where it feels right to walk around without shoes

Home is the place where it feels right to walk around without shoes