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

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

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

In the matter of furnishing, I find a certain absence of ugliness far worse than ugliness.

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

Hatred of domestic work is a natural and admirable result of civilization.

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

God walks among the pots and pans.

Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful.

Charity begins at home, and justice begins next door.