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

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

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

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

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

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

Every house: temple, empire, school.

God walks among the pots and pans.

One who is frivolous all day will never establish a household.

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