Home is the place that'll catch you when you fall. And we all fall.

...tell them that we have some good in us, too. And the only thing worth living for is the good. That’s why we’ve got to make sure we pass it on.

You ever think about this? Every year you live, you pass the anniversary of your death. Now you don't know what day it is, of course.

You're dying right now. Right this minute.' He looked at his watch, said, 'Right this second,' then tapped it with his finger. 'See there? That second passed. It's gone. Not gonna come again. And while I'm talking to you, every second I'm talking, a second is passing. Gone. Count them up. Count them down. They're gone. Each one bringing you closer to your dying time.

Well, sometimes love seems easy. Like..it's easy to love rain...and hawks. And it's easy to love wild plums...and the moon. But with people, seems like love's a hard thing to know. It gets all mixed up. I mean, you can love one person in one way and another person in another way. But how do you know you love the right one in every way?

She always set three alarms for fear that the first employees to arrive would discover her sleeping - a Goldilocks without her bears

Home gives you something no other place can... your history. Home is where your history begins.