Leaving home in a sense involves a kind of second birth in which we give birth to ourselves.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
However painful the process of leaving home, for parents and for children, the really frightening thing for both would be the prospect of the child never leaving home.
To leave home, it's got to be worth leaving.
Birth was something that came quite unexpectedly, and afterwards there was one child more in the house.
You leave home to seek your fortune and, when you get it, you go home and share it with your family.
For many of us, owning a home signaled a passage into adulthood that coincided with the start of a career and family.
Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.
When you live on the road, going home is a place to escape and just be with your family to unwind.
Home, nowadays, is a place where part of the family waits till the rest of the family brings the car back.
Human beings are the only creatures on earth that allow their children to come back home.
I have two homes, like someone who leaves their hometown and/or parents and then establishes a life elsewhere. They might say that they're going home when they return to see old friends or parents, but then they go home as well when they go to where they live now. Sarajevo is home, Chicago is home.