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

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.

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

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

God walks among the pots and pans.

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

At the worst, a house unkept cannot be so distressing as a life unlived.

Every house: temple, empire, school.

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