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

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

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

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

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

Every man has a lurking wish to appear considerable in his native place.

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

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

For what do we live but to make sport for our neighbors and laugh at them in our turn?

God walks among the pots and pans.