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    Christmas... is not an external event at all, but a piece of one's home that one carries in one's heart.

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

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

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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?

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Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered read more

Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered to, in the strongest conjuration.

by Charles Dickens Found in: Home Quotes,
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Home is the girl's prison and the woman's workhouse.

Home is the girl's prison and the woman's workhouse.

by George Bernard Shaw Found in: Home Quotes,
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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

by Joe Moore Found in: Home Quotes,
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The house is a castle which the King cannot enter.

The house is a castle which the King cannot enter.

by Ralph Waldo Emerson Found in: Home Quotes,
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A house is not a home.

A house is not a home.

by Polly Adler Found in: Home Quotes,
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I am far frae my hame, an' i'm weary aften whiles,
For the longed-for hame-bringing an' my Father's welcome read more

I am far frae my hame, an' i'm weary aften whiles,
For the longed-for hame-bringing an' my Father's welcome smiles.

by Erastus W. Ellsworth Found in: Home Quotes,
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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.

by Oliver Goldsmith Found in: Home Quotes,
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