Every house: temple, empire, school.

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

A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in / A minute to smile and an hour to weep in.

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

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.

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

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

Charity begins at home, and justice begins next door.

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