Listen, whatever you see and love—that’s where you are. — Mary Oliver, Dog Songs
Listen, whatever you see and love—that’s where you are. — Mary Oliver, Dog Songs
Listen, whatever you see and love—that’s where you are. — Mary Oliver, Dog Songs
Listen, whatever you see and love—that’s where you are. — Mary Oliver, Dog Songs
Listen, whatever you see and love—that’s where you are. — Mary Oliver, Dog Songs
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Listen, whatever you see and love—that’s where you are.

— Mary Oliver, Dog Songs
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Aedion touched her shoulder. "Welcome home, Aelin."A land of towering mountains-the Stagehorns-spread before them, with — Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows
There is no comfort anywhere for anyone who dreads to go home. — Laura Ingalls Wilder, Little Town on the Prairie
How far we all come. How far we all come away from ourselves. So far, so much between, you can never go home again. You — James Agee, A Death in the Family
There wasn't a single item of importance [in the newspaper]. A tower of illusion, all of it, made of illusory bricks and — Kōbō Abe, The Woman in the Dunes
Whoever has no house now, will never have one. Whoever is alone will stay alone, will sit, read, write long letters thro — Rainer Maria Rilke
The first thing I did when I got inside was turn on the kitchen light. Then I moved to the table, putting my dad's iPod — Sarah Dessen, What Happened to Goodbye
I believe home is where the heart can be open and loving with a sense of security. It must not be a place of fear. — Marilyn Barnicke Belleghem, Questing Home: A Safe Place for My Holy Grail: Personal Growth Through Travel
For a knowledge of intimacy, localization in the spaces of our intimacy is more urgent than determination of dates. — Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space
The city was lovely. There could be no place in the world to which he belonged so completely.That was why he'd always dr — Daniel Alarcón, At Night We Walk in Circles
The fish,Even in the fisherman's net,Still carries,The smell of the sea. — مريد البرغوثي
This house sheltered us, we spoke, we loved within those walls. That was yesterday. To-day we pass on, we see it no more — Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca
I wonder if it will be—can be—any more beautiful than this,’ murmured Anne, looking around her with the loving, enraptur — L.M. Montgomery, Anne of the Island