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The shield wall reeks of shit, and all a man wants is to be home, to be anywhere but on this field that prepares for battle, but none of us will turn and run or else we will be despised for ever. We pretend we want to be there, and when the wall at last advances, step by step, and the heart is thumping fast as a bird's wing beating, the world seems unreal.
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bird
despised
ever
field
heart
home
man
prepares
pretend
reeks
run
shield
shit
turn
unreal
wall
wing
world
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Bernard Cornwell |
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For what is the environmental crisis, if not a crisis of the way we live? The Big Problem is nothing more or less than the sum total of countless little everyday choices, most of them made by us... If the environmental crisis is ultimately a crisis of character, as Wendell Berry told us way back in the 1970's, then sooner or later it will have to be addressed at that level- at home, as it were. In our yards and kitchens and minds.
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cooking
environment
environmentalism
home
kitchen
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Michael Pollan |
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I create a home that is a safe and nurturing place for me, where I am free to gather myself.
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freedom
healing-journey
home
home-sweet-home
personal-safety
safe-and-secure
safety
soul-journey
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Maureen Brady |
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"She said, "Daddy thinks that all the world's magic is almost evolved out." I thought of Roebuck Lake, its swamps and sloughs and loblollies and breaks of cypress and cane, its sunken treetops and stobs and bream beds and sleepy gar rolling over and over and over, its baptizing pools and bridges and mussels and mosquitoes and turkey vultures and, now in the drought, the gray flaking mud-flats and logs crowded with turtles and sometimes a fat snake yawning its tame old cottony mouth like a well-fed dog in a pen. I said, "Is that what the freak show is?" She said, "Dirty miracles."
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faith
home
isolation
love
magic
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Lewis Nordan |
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I saw the apartment almost as a sanatorium, a hospice clinic for my own recovery. I painted the walls in the warmest colors I could find and bought myself flowers every week, as if I were visiting myself in the hospital.
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home
self-love
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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The overarching narrative of the Bible is that of humanity searching for home.
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faith
home
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Diana Butler Bass |
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The afternoon had passed to a ghostly gray. She was struck by the immensity of things, so much water and sky and forest, and after a time it occurred to her that she'd lived a life almost entirely indoors. Her memories were indoor memories, fixed by ceilings and plastered white walls. Her whole life had been locked to geometries: suburban rectangles, city squares. First the house she'd grown up in, then dorms and apartments. The open air had been nothing but a medium of transit, a place for rooms to exist.
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growing-up
home
house
indoors
lake
life
nature
rooms
sky
thought
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Tim O'Brien |
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And the farther I walked away, the more upset I got, at the loss of one of the few stable and unchanging docking-points in the world that I had taken for granted: familiar faces, glad greetings: hey manito! For I had thought that this last touchstone of the past, at least, would be where I'd left it.
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grief
home
loss
nostalgia
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Donna Tartt |
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And we're finally home.
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finally
home
love
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Stephanie Perkins |
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She always said, 'When I'm home, I've got to get things done, even if there are visitors. Elizabeth knows how to relax in her own house.' And then she would shake her head, as if Elizabeth had remarkable powers.
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cleaning
home
housework
relaxation
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