Valley of the Dogs. Where even if they don't kill you, if someone loves you enough to take you home, they still castrate you.
Valley of the Dogs. Where even if they don't kill you, if someone loves you enough to take you home, they still castrate you.
We drive west the rest of the night, away from where the sun will come up, trying to outrace it, trying not to see what it's going to show us when we get home.
Have you ever been to a place you're supposed to love, but all you can think about is home?
At least Kyle wasn't home. That would be a hard one to explain to his new roomate. Nobody liked a guy who kept blood in the fridge.
You're a disaster for us, Clary! You're a mundane, you'll always be one, you'll never be a Shadowhunter! You don't know how to think like we do, think about what's best for everyone-- all you think about is yourself! But there's a war now, or there will be, and I don't have time or the inclination to follow around after you, trying to make sure you don't get us killed! Go home, Clary. Go home!
Bleak, dark, and piercing cold, it was a night for the well-housed and fed to draw round the bright fire, and thank God they were at home; and for the homeless starving wretch to lay him down and die. Many hunger-worn outcasts close their eyes in our bare streets at such times, who, let their crimes have been what they may, can hardly open them in a more bitter world.
But I got a great deal else from the experience. I learned to pitch a tent and sleep beneath the stars. For a brief, proud period I was slender and fit. I gained a profound respect for the wilderness and nature and the benign dark power of woods. I understand now, in a way I never did before, the colossal scale of the world. I found patience and fortitude that I didn't know I had. I discovered an America that millions of people scarcely know exists. I made a friend. I came home.
Wouldn't it be dreadful if some day in our own world, at home, men start going wild inside, like the animals here, and still look like men, so that you'd never know which were which.
I do not have any home. So why should I be homesick?
Home after midnight from a debate on the wording of a minor municipal bylaw on bottle recycling, he felt like he was a pin in the hinge of power.
Here's the thing: this eel spends its entire life trying to find a home, and what do you think women have inside them? Caves, where the eels like to live...when they find a cave they like, the wriggle around inside it for a while to be sure that...well, to be sure it's a nice cave, I suppose. And when they've made up their minds that it's comfortable, they mark the cave as their territory...by spitting.
We, Equality 7-2521, were not happy in those year in the Home of the Students. It was not that the learning was too hard for us. It was that the learning was too easy. This is a great sin, to be born with a head which is too quick. It is not good to be different from our brothers, but it is evil to be superior to them. The Teachers told us so, and they frowned when they looked at us.
You can't know somebody, I thought, till you've followed him home.
Most people no longer believe that buying sneakers made in Asian sweatshops is a kindness to those child laborers. Farming is similar. In every country on earth, the most human scenario for farmers is likely to be feeding those who live nearby--if international markets would allow them to do it. Food transport has become a bizarre and profitable economic equation that's no longer really about feeding anyone ... If you care about farmers, let the potatoes stay home.
What kind of weirdo makes cheese? It's too hard to imagine, too homespun, too something. We're so alienated from the creation of even ordinary things we eat or use, each one seems to need its own public relations team to calm the American subservience to hurry and bring us back around to doing a thing ourselves, at home.
You can't save the whales by eating whales, but paradoxically, you can help save rare, domesticated foods by eating them. They're kept alive by gardeners who have a taste for them, and farmers who know they'll be able to sell them. The consumer becomes a link in this conservation chain by seeking out the places where heirloom vegetables are sold, taking them home, whacking them up with knives, and learning to incorporate their exceptional tastes into personal and family expectations.
I am an unwilling devil. I cry like some vagrant child. I want to go home.
It doesn't matter what people tell you. It doesn't matter what they might say. Sometimes you have to leave home. Sometimes, running away means you're headed in the exact right direction.
How could it be that you could love someone so much and keep it secret from yourself as you woke daily so far from home?
Home. That wonderful place I was lucky enough to revisit no matter how short a time finally realizing it's not relegated to just one single place its wherever you make it.
My troubles are all over, and I am at home; and often before I am quite awake, I fancy I am still in the orchard at Birtwick, standing with my friends under the apple trees.
Wasn't that the definition of home? Not where you are from, but where you are wanted
Women really must have equal pay for equal work, equality in work at home, and reproductive choices. Men must press for these things also. They must cease to see them as 'women's issues' and learn that they are everyone's issues essential to survival on planet Earth.
It's a fun and focused group when they get away from home, for whatever reason. They don't get excited. They don't get rattled. I guess they like hanging out all day together.
I saw a scene in a bus station once. It was a little family knot Grandmother was going home. The youngster burst into tears at losing Grandmother and went to her mother, who gave her a cuff on the cheek and said Now brace up. She went to her father, and he comforted her.
That was the plan coming in, get home-ice advantage, go home and win the games at home.
As far as I know, the players haven't been talking about it maybe with their families at home, but not around here (the stadium, practice facility, etc.). The only people who have brought it up are the media.
I was sitting at home today, and antsy and bored. So I got here early. Its frustrating. You want to get it done. Its your first start of the year. But everything was fine. I was ready to go at 7. Amazingly, two hours later, when I warmed up again I felt better than the first time.
Owning a home is a keystone of wealth... both financial affluence and emotional security.
Meyer really drove it home. He said once they (the Fed) see clear-cut signs of inflation, they will be considerably more aggressive.
If you come on this Texas trip and get two wins, you're doing really well. If you get a split, that's good too. We got the split and now we can go home, get some rest and then come back and get ready for another road trip up to Alva.
I believe we have made an exciting announcement for the future of our company. It will strategically reposition our company to focus exclusively on consumer, home office and entertainment. I am convinced the time to move forward is now.
It'll add to the home court advantage. We just want to have the biggest advantage possible because our guys worked all season for this.
And I remember as a second or third grader having some autonomy to go to the store if I felt like it, walk home, take my time, kick the can. We were on our own schedule after school, so that was cool.
Our goalkeeper kept us in the game with the two saves he made. With 60 seconds remaining and you're 2-1 down away from home, you are 99 per cent certain you are going out, but credit to my team, at least they tried right to the end.
If I had been in the gallery, I'd have gone home.
I never learned hate at home, or shame. I had to go to school for that.
I want to stay close to home, stay in Florida. USF is an up-and-coming program. They play in a BCS conference. They go to bowl games.
I hate to do too much of a diagnosis without talking to everyone. I think there are some pitching needs. There were some positive steps at the end with the bullpen getting settled. But defending your own turf is a big issue. Winning at home and doing better at home are important things.
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with deep regret that it is time for me to return home.
In the past, children learned their values at home, reinforced by organizations such as the Boy Scouts and, of course, their church or synagogue, but in all too many families that is no longer the case.
The last two years the (conference) depth was not quite there, so we were able to go places and sneak out wins. I don't think you will this year. We had such an experienced team. Now it looks to me like everyone has experience. That's why you have that big difference in home wins and losses.
It brings something new to the table. Their vision for the console is not just as a games platform. Their vision is that this is a home entertainment device or a multifunctional device you do a lot of different things with.
Seek home for rest, for home is best.
Billy, old boy, I love you, I kiss your shiny black nose;
Now, home there.
Hopefully the home crowd will help us. We're going to need a lot of help on Saturday.
Just that working with Clint again is like coming home.
It doesn't matter what happened the night before because something happens when we're here. It is a warm place. And it is a place of healing and help and hope and all that. People, I think, feel warm. They feel at home.
We have young players who have never been so it's going to be a little nerve-racking for them. We're not at home, either. We just have to take the 'no pressure' attitude with us that we had this weekend.
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