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Ah, Evelyn and Vivian, I love you both, I love you for your sad lives, the empty misery of your coming home at dawn. You too are alone, but you are not like Arturo Bandini, who is neither fish, fowl nor good red herring. So have your champagne, because I love you both, and you too, Vivian, even if your mouth looks like it had been dug out with raw fingernails and your old child's eyes swim in blood written like mad sonnets.
A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take one whole heart home. ― Rumi
I don't like to be disturbed at home; I tell the cable office not to call me before 6:30 AM, unless there's a war.
Thus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names. It was love lashed by its own self that spoke. It was pride half slain that fluttered in the dust. It was my hunger for your love that raged from the housetop, while my own love, kneeling in silence, prayed your forgiveness. ― Kahlil Gibran
Peace — that was the other name for home. — Kathleen Norris
I think the family is the place where the most ridiculous and least respectable things in the world go on.
I would not change my blest estate for all the world calls good or great. — Isaac Watts
On the battlefield, the military pledges to leave no soldier behind. As a nation, let it be our pledge that when they return home, we leave no veteran behind. — Dan Lipinski
It doesn't matter what people tell you. It doesn't matter what they might say. Sometimes you have to leave home. Sometimes, running away means you're headed in the exact right direction.
We took away your art because we thought it would reveal your souls. Or to put it more finely, we did it to prove you had souls at all.
