In 1997, in Rich Dad, Poor Dad, I stated, ‚Your home is not an asset.‘ Real estate agents sent me hate mail.

Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.

Nashville is my home, and the reason why I get to do what I love.

Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered to, in the strongest conjuration.

Akron, Ohio, is my home. I will always be here. I’m still working out at my old high school.

What is the use of a house if you haven’t got a tolerable planet to put it on?

Let the wife make the husband glad to come home, and let him make her sorry to see him leave.

Never be the only one, except, possibly, in your own home.

Managing your own property can be a full-time job.

At home I am a nice guy: but I don’t want the world to know. Humble people, I’ve found, don’t get very far.

My children love Maleficent’s voice, so they always make me do it at home.

I have a family, loving aunts, and a good home. No, on the surface I seem to have everything except my one true friend. All I think about when I’m with friends is having a good time. I can’t bring myself to talk about anything but ordinary everyday things. We don’t seem to be able to get any closer, and that’s the problem.

A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.

Love begins by taking care of the closest ones – the ones at home.

I’m a real estate guy.

I have ‚Parents‘ magazine in my home.

An artist has no home in Europe except in Paris.

Prepare for death, if here at night you roam, and sign your will before you sup from home.

It’s always great to perform at home in the good ol‘ U.S.A.

The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.

I have much more support than most women around this world, and I have the financial means to have a home and help with care and food.

More than anything else, I want the folks back at home to think right of me.

My biggest extravagances are also investments. I have several houses in California, a house in Nashville, an office complex, and I bought the old home place in Tennessee. They are different places for me to write, but I can turn right around and sell them.

I tell myself every day I love my Jacuzzi, I love my marble floors, I love my high ceilings.

I remember coming to New York in 1974 to do a play here called ‚Equis.‘ And I remember the first morning getting up and walking around the streets, and I thought, ‚I’m home.‘ I felt really at peace here.

Go to foreign countries and you will get to know the good things one possesses at home.

I came here in 1974 to do a play, and then I went to L.A. I really like living in America. I feel more at home here than anywhere else.

No other planet in the solar system is a suitable home for human beings; it’s this world or nothing. That’s a very powerful perception.

Nothing can bring a real sense of security into the home except true love.

Home, more than anything, means warmth and bed.

One never reaches home, but wherever friendly paths intersect the whole world looks like home for a time.

One of the things I love most about being at home is that I’m comfortable there. And since we are the home of Christ, we need to make sure He’s comfortable in us.

It’s amazing to me the number of people who will volunteer to help at church but won’t lift a finger to help at home!

Family home evening is more for the purpose of teaching values and gospel principles, displaying talents and enjoying different kinds of family fun and activities.

I long, as does every human being, to be at home wherever I find myself.

When I do have free time, I spend it with friends, or I spend it at home writing or making something.

Charity begins at home, and justice begins next door.

Healthy citizens are the greatest asset any country can have.

I can remember being home from school with tonsillitis and writing stories in bed to pass the time.

Where there is righteousness in the heart, there is beauty in the character. When there is beauty in the character, there is harmony in the home. When there is harmony in the home, there is order in the nation. When there is order in the nation, there is peace in the world.

I believe the home and marriage is the foundation of our society and must be protected.

If I have cash and I can’t figure a way to put it into real estate or my business, I hold it in gold and silver.

Akron, Ohio, is my home. It will always be remembered. Akron, Ohio, is my life.

When I’m home, I spend Sunday with my husband. If we’re not cooking, we travel around in our camper, stop at fast-food restaurants, and picnic. We love that stuff that will harden your arteries in a hurry.

Buy land, they’re not making it anymore.

Once you get a spice in your home, you have it forever. Women never throw out spices. The Egyptians were buried with their spices. I know which one I’m taking with me when I go.

Women fight for democracy and engage in the world. But they shouldn’t try and be copying men and be masculine; they should anchor on the home and build on those fundamentals.

I’m more at home with my log cabins than I am in my house in Cherry Hill.

Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.

Silicon Valley has evolved a critical mass of engineers and venture capitalists and all the support structure – the law firms, the real estate, all that – that are all actually geared toward being accepting of startups.

Real estate is the key cost of physical retailers. That’s why there’s the old saw: location, location, location.

Landlords, like all other men, love to reap where they never sowed.

The lust for comfort, that stealthy thing that enters the house a guest, and then becomes a host, and then a master.

From the late 1940s, into and through the ’50s, there developed a complex interaction between federal government, state and local government, real-estate interests, commercial interests and court decisions, which had the effect of undermining the mass transit system across the country.

Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childhood days, recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth, and transport the traveler back to his own fireside and quiet home!

My home is in Heaven. I’m just traveling through this world.

The strength of a nation derives from the integrity of the home.

To me, my house is always recreating what I lost in youth.

I love traveling all over the world; but it’s true: there’s nothing like home.

My father probably thought the capital of the world was wherever he was at the time. It couldn’t possibly be anyplace else. Where he and his wife were in their own home, that, for them, was the capital of the world.

I’ve lived in a big showplace house, and I never want to live again in a house that overshadows me.