What did you expect? 'Welcome, sonny?' 'Make yourself at home?' 'Marry my daughter?' You've got to remember that these are just simple farmers. These are people of the land. The common clay of the new West. You know . . . morons.— Gene Wilder
Stunning Welcome Home quotations
If you want to change the world, go home and love your family.
Every mouth you’ve ever kissed was just practice.
All the bodies you’ve ever undressed and ploughed in to were preparing you for me. I don’t mind tasting them in the memory of your mouth. Was it a long journey? Did it take you long to find me? You’re here now, welcome home.
The United States government has always been proud of the welcome it has extended to good men of every nation, seeking freedom and homes and bread.
If light is in your heart, you will find your way home.
Whether you come back by page or by the big screen, Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.
Our valleys may be filled with foes and tears;
but we can lift our eyes to the hills to see God and the angels, heaven's spectators, who support us according to God's infinite wisdom as they prepare our welcome home.
I liked you the first time I saw you.
You were sitting on the floor surrounded by books, and you looked up when I opened the door and smiled right at me. It felt like you had been waiting for me, like you were welcoming me home.
Travel is not really about leaving our homes, but leaving our habits.
I come from Cyberspace, the new home of Mind.
On behalf of the future, I ask you of the past to leave us alone. You are not welcome among us. You have no sovereignty where we gather.
For every person who might reject you if you live your truth, there are ten others who will embrace you and welcome you home.
Our little time of suffering is not worthy of our first night's welcome home to Heaven.
Take care of your body, it's the only home you have.
I think people who come into my home feel comfortable and welcome and loved.
And the biggest thing in my living room (the fireplace) is in and of itself an expression of love.
As they marched, the crowds lining the route broke into applause, a sweet and deeply felt spontaneous pattering that was a sort of communal embrace. Welcome home.
'Going home' is a journey to the heart of who we are, a place where we can be ourselves and welcome the reality of our beauty and our pain. From this acceptance of ourselves, we can accept others as they are and we can see our common humanity.
Thousands of tired, never-shaken, over civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountain is going home, that wilderness is a necessity.
Here's a tip, Alyconeus. Next time you choose the biggest state for your home, don't set up base in the part that's only 10 miles wide. Welcome to Canada, idiot.
When we stray from His presence, He longs for you to come back.
He weeps that you are missing out on His love, protection and provision. He throws His arms open, runs toward you, gathers you up, and welcomes you home.
The same sun that rises over castles and welcomes the day Spills over buildings into the streets where orphans play And only You can see the good in broken things You took my heart of stone, and You made it home And set this prisoner free
People travel to faraway places to watch, in fascination, the kind of people they ignore at home.
Un-thread the rude eye of rebellion, and welcome home again discarded faith.
True Hospitality is welcoming the stranger on her own terms.
This kind of hospitality can only be offered by those who've found the center of their lives in their own hearts.
Elder Neal A. Maxwell suggests that the prime reason the Savior personally acts as the gatekeeper of the celestial kingdom is not to exclude people, but to personally welcome and embrace those who have made it back home.
Little by little, the bird makes its nest.
I think that we should make the best of where we live and we all should be able to come back home to a place that is welcoming and represents who we are.
I knew a pure heart who refused tot be mistrustful.
... He had written at his doorstep: "From wherever you are, enter and be welcome". Who do you think responded to this lovely invitation? The militia, who made themselves at home and gutted him.
You are sweet, O Love, dear Love,You are soft as the nesting dove.
Come to my heart and bring it restAs the bird flies home to its welcome nest.
We are all visitors to this time, this place. We are just passing through. Our purpose here is to observe, learn, grow, love and then return home.
This Earle of Oxford, making of his low obeisance to Queen Elizabeth, happened to let a Fart, at which he was so abashed and ashamed that he went to Travell, 7 yeares. On his returne the Queen welcomed him home, and sayd, My Lord, I had forgott the Fart.
I had a thought, on the way home from the rock field, that the things we don't know about a person are the things that make them human, and it made me feel sad to think that, but sad in that reassuring way that some sadness has, a sadness that says welcome home in twelve different languages.
I always went to Ireland as a child. I remember trips to Dundalk, Wexford, Cork and Dublin. My gran was born in Dublin, and we had a lot of Irish friends, so we'd stay on their farms and go fishing. They were fantastic holidays - being outdoors all day and coming home to a really warm welcome in the evenings.
My home is in Heaven. I'm just traveling through this world.
Every believer departing this old earth .
..immediately transitions into heaven and is welcomed home by Jesus himself.
As we prepare our homes to be places where the Spirit is welcome, we will be prepared to feel more 'at home' when we enter the House of the Lord.
The little smiling cottage! where at eve He meets his rosy children at the door, Prattling their welcomes, and his honest wife, With good brown cake and bacon slice, intent To cheer his hunger after labor hard.
Every strike brings me closer to the next home run.
Home is the place that goes where you go, yet it welcomes you upon your return.
Like a dog overjoyed at the door. We've missed you is what you hear, no matter how long you've been gone.
For, as when the red-cheeked, dancing girls, April and May, trip home to the wintry, misanthropic woods; even the barest, ruggedest, most thunder-cloven old oak will at least send forth some few green sprouts, to welcome such glad-hearted visitants . . .
They sent forth men to battle, But no such men return;
And home, to claim their welcome, Come ashes in an urn
Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.
When we are generous in welcoming people and sharing something with them-some food, a place in our homes, our time-not only do we no longer remain poor: we are enriched.
(Home is) a place we carry inside ourselves, a place where we welcome the unfamiliar because we know that as time passes it will become the very bedrock of our being.
Welcome home, Rachel mariana Morgan, he said, his goat-slitted eyes holding a new, dangerous light. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.
It is our solemn duty, our precious privilege-even our sacred opportunity-to welcome to our homes and to our hearts the children who grace our lives.
Even Dionysus's welcome-home speech wasn't enough to dampen my spirits.
"Yes, yes, so the little brat didn't get himself killed and now he'll have an even bigger head. Well, huzzah for that. In other announcements, there will be no canoe races this Saturday.