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

It’s your business when your neighbor’s wall is in flames.

The home is a human institution. All human institutions are open to improvement.

God walks among the pots and pans.

Charity begins at home, and justice begins next door.

Many a man who thinks to found a home discovers that he has merely opened a tavern for his friends.

I quit life as from an inn, not as from a home.

The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.

An exile with no home anywhere is a corpse without a grave.

People can say what they like about the eternal verities, love and truth and so on, but nothing’s as eternal as the dishes.

Being offended is the natural consequence of leaving one’s home.

Hospitality consists in a little fire, a little food, and an immense quiet.

Men are merriest when they are from home.