Allow the fear to keep you sensible but not to keep you still. If you're afraid of the dark then open your eyes, see that you are home.
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All I wanted was to return to - to the people around me. I wanted it badly enough I didn't have room for fear. The worst had happened, and the darkness was calm and quiet. It did not seem like a bad thing to fade into. But I wanted to go home.
If we really believe what we say we believe- if we really think that home is elsewhere and that this life is a "wandering to find home", why should we not look forward to the arrival. There are, aren't there, only three things we can do about death: to desire it, to fear it, or to ignore it. The third alternative, which is the one the modern world calls "healthy" is surely the most uneasy and precarious of all.
The skeletons of the past must not hold back the dream of a new life, even though fear and regret, guilt and remorse may unsettle us during the effort to give our future a new home. (__nto a new life_)
How I'm glad to go back home!Once I truly have no more worry. Many of those who are in a hurry Endure setbacks in the outcome.
No other success can compensate for failure in the home.
Diana frowns. __ou__e taking me home, right? You just said you would._ __oink hoink! Of course, piglet. But I meant your real home._ __hich, last I checked,_ says Diana acidly, __s in Los Angeles, California, United States of America, solar system, planet Earth._ __mm,_ says the boar, hiccupping dreamily. __hat__ what you think, darling. Tell me, can you say you__e felt really at home at that address? Haven__ you been homesick your whole life?
Most people do not mind having a house that is smaller and/or a car that is cheaper than their neighbours_, as long as they each earn and have more money than their neighbours, and, equally important, their neighbours know that.
He wanted to be stopped, to be dragged back, to be sent back home... But he was home. Hogwarts was the first and best home he had known. He and Voldemort and Snape, the abandoned boys, had all found home here...
I love the echoes of a home filled to the rim with poetry, books and art.
Aryami Bose's home had been closed up for years, inhabited only by books and paintings, but the spectre of thousands of memories imprisoned between its walls still permeated the house.
You can't go home again
He had a little single-story house, three bedrooms, a full bathroom and a half bathroom, a combined kitchen-living room-dining room with windows that faced west, a small brick porch where there was a wooden bench worn by the wind that came down from the mountains and the sea, the wind from the north, the wind through the gaps, the wind that smelled like smoke and came from the south. He had books he'd kept for more than twenty-five years. Not many. All of them old. He had books he'd bought in the last ten years, books he didn't mind lending, books that could've been lost or stolen for all he cared. He had books that he sometimes received neatly packaged and with unfamiliar return addresses, books he didn't even open anymore. He had a yard perfect for growing grass and planting flowers, but he didn't know what flowers would do best there--flowers, as opposed to cacti or succulents. There would be time (so he thought) for gardening. He had a wooden gate that needed a coat of paint. He had a monthly salary.
She found herself longing for home-not just for the hotel but for New York and all the real novels that she could lose herself in there.
Your house, being the place in which you read, can tell us the position books occupy in your life, if they are a defense you set up to keep the outside world at a distance, if they area dream into which you sink as if into a drug, or bridges you cast toward the outside, toward the world that interests you so much that you want to multiply and extend its dimensions through books.
Home is where your books are.
It was good to walk into a library again it smelled like home.
School taught me how to do language, maths and science; it failed to teach me the very basics of how to keep my home healthy.