Top 1200 Home For Christmas Quotes & Sayings - Page 11

And there are new kinds of nomads, not people who are at home everywhere, but who are at home nowhere. I was one of them

Christmas is the Disneyfication of Christianity.

Have a holly jolly Christmas!

And how did little Tim behave?” asked Mrs Cratchit, when she had rallied Bob on his credulity and Bob had hugged his daughter to his heart’s content. “As good as gold,” said Bob, “and better. Somehow he gets thoughtful, sitting by himself so much, and thinks the strangest things you ever heard. He told me, coming home, that he hoped the people saw him in the church, because he was a cripple, and it might be pleasant to them to remember upon Christmas Day, who made lame beggars walk, and blind men see.

I absolutely adore Christmas.

Like after a nice walk when you have seen many lovely sights you decide to go home, after a while I decided it was time to go home, let us put the cubes back in order. And it was at that moment that I came face to face with the Big Challenge: What is the way home?

When I went to college, I wasn't really happy at there, and I really wanted to come home. Mind you, I auditioned for 'The Wiz' the day after I came home from college. I wanted to come home and try to go to a new school.

Christmas is a time for families.

Nothing quite beats playing on home soil in front of a home crowd.

I can't imagine leaving the theatre altogether. My dressing room has become a home from home.

My hunch is that probably men are doing more both outside the home and inside the home

After a Christmas comes a Lent.

The traveler feels at home everywhere, because she is never at home anywhere.

Baltimore is definitely still home. It's always going to be home for me.

I have a home in Arizona. I go a couple months a year, but basically Chicago is my home.

Christmas isn't a season. It's a feeling.

Whenever I'm having a bad day and have an attitude, I stay home. I keep it at home.

Touring is starting to feel more like home than home does.

Italy is the home of art and swindling; home of religion and moral rottenness

Thanksgiving comes after Christmas.

When I'm home, my friends are all coming home from work, their lives are a little more concrete.

Home is not where you were born; home is where all your attempts to escape cease.

When you have no kids, you can come home, play video games, watch TV. Now I come home and my wife is looking at me like, I want to get out the door. She's been with them all day. So, as soon as you come home, you're a human jungle gym, dancing, doing things with them.

The home phone is relatively cheap, incredibly reliable, and - if you buy the right phone - will work for years without replacement. Oh, and far as I can tell, a home phone won't give you brain cancer. In a perfect world, the hard line should have become a platform for building out an entire app ecosystem for the home. And yet... it didn't.

Time is clearly not our natural dimension. Thus it is that we are never really at home in time. Alternately, we find ourselves wishing to hasten the passage of time or to hold back the dawn. We can do neither, of course, but whereas the fish is at home in water, we are clearly not at home in time--because we belong to eternity.

I want to clear this once and for all. I was born in Hong Kong. I grew up in Japan and China. London is not home for me. I was there only for three years before I moved to India, but that's probably why I am connected with it. London is definitely not the place I consider my home. It's India that I consider home.

My folks still live in my childhood home, and so when I'm home with them, I usually feel the best.

Christmas is not a season. It is a feeling.

There would be no Christmas if there was no Easter.

I visit London several times a year. It is my home away from home.

It's nice to be part of Christmas.

They talke of Christmas so long, that it comes.

For me, I am very much a champion of home cooking and home cooks.

He had been to see Mrs. Erlich just before starting home for the holidays, and found her making German Christmas cakes. She took him into the kitchen and explained the almost holy traditions that governed this complicated cookery. Her excitement and seriousness as she beat and stirred were very pretty, Claude thought. She told off on her fingers the many ingredients, but he believed there were things she did not name: the fragrance of old friendships, the glow of early memories, belief in wonder-working rhymes and songs.

I love all things Christmas.

I can make them voting machines sing Home Sweet Home.

If I am in Sweden, I try to get home to be with my children. I can do work after that from home.

Any old place I can hang my hat is home sweet home to me.

You can go home again...so long as you understand that home is a place where you have never been.

Make your home God's home and there will be light, love and abundance

I'll never forget where I came from, and that my home is forever Sweet Home Alabama!

That's my sweetheart in there. I'm not living her. This is my home now. Your mother is my home.

Home was where others had to gather grace. Home was what I wanted to flee.

Home to me is the world because my books have been translated into more than 30 languages. People feel they know me and the minute they talk about my life or books I feel at home. Home is where you are appreciated, safe and protected, creative, and where you are loved – not where you are put in prison.

Home grown tomatoes, home grown tomatoes What would life be like without homegrown tomatoes Only two things that money can't buy That's true love and home grown tomatoes.

Home is the place you return to when you have finally lost your soul. Home is the place where life is born, not the place of your birth, but the place where you seek rebirth. When you no longer have to remember which tale of your own past is true and which is an invention, when you know that you are an invention, then is the time to seek out your home. Perhaps only when you have come to understand that can you finally reach home.

The worst thing about being on the road is all you want to do when you get home is to stay home, but as soon as you get back, all the wife wants to do is go out because she's been stuck home all the time you've been stuck on the road.

My hunch is that probably men are doing more both outside the home and inside the home.

Being home is like a vacation to me, so I'm trying to get my home together.

I'm not romantic, and I don't like Christmas.

there were times when I was more at home in front of millions of people than I was at home.

I always go home to Buffalo in the offseason. I really enjoy my home town.

I still cook at home. A lot of chefs I think don't cook at home. But I still do, I love cooking at home, I love having friends.

Home is where the heart is, home is where the fart is. Come let us fart in the home. There is no art in a fart. Still a fart may not be artless. Let us fart and artless fart in the home.

I am a foodie, but I prefer to be at home and enjoy home-cooked food.

It takes a heap o' children to make a home that's true,And home can be a palace grand, or just a plain, old shoe;But if it has a mother dear, and a good old dad or two,Why, that's the sort of good old home for good old me and you.

The Christmas spirit is not what you drink.

This is my home; I've made it my home for my whole life. I'm an old Nashville veteran.

I love Christmas movies.

Besides, you think I'm not used to hurting? For me, it's home sweet home, my brother.