Where we love is home, home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.

It’s almost worth having been in the army for the joy your freedom gives you.

If I charge, follow me. If I retreat, kill me. If I die, revenge me.

One who loses his life for his country will get it

We make war that we may live in peace.

Battles are sometimes won by generals; wars are nearly always won by sergeants and privates.

Soldiers win battles and generals get the medals.

No man is fit to command another that cannot command himself.

Our house is clean enough to be healthy and dirty enough to be happy.

Life takes you to unexpected places. Love brings you home.

How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.

May our home know joy, each room hold laughter, every window open to great possibilities.

A well-loved home will always be a bit of a beautiful mess.

The home has endless love, laughter and laundry.

It matters less to a person where they are born than where they can live.

If you know you’re going home, the journey is never too hard.

You are a king by your own fireside, as much as any monarch in his throne.

Still round the corner there may wait, a new road or a secret gate.

Home is the place where we are treated the best but grumble the most