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

By 2003, every fool was getting into real estate. The checkout girl at my local supermarket handed me her newly printed real estate agent business card.

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.

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

No one has a greater asset for his business than a man’s pride in his work.

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

At home, we must reject the mistaken notion – a notion that has dominated too much of the public dialogue for too long – that ever bigger Government is the answer to every problem.

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.

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

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

In our home there was always prayer – aloud, proud and unapologetic.

Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do… but how much love we put in that action.

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.

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.

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

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

To be happy at home is the ultimate result of all ambition, the end to which every enterprise and labor tends, and of which every desire prompts the prosecution.

My real dream is to have a whole, like, buy a whole piece of land. Imagine, like, a long driveway. Like, a cul de sac-type street, with maybe, like, seven houses. Me be right here. Have my mom be able to be right here. My brother over here. My girl’s grandmother and family right here. Friends over there. That’s my real dream.

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

Healthy citizens are the greatest asset any country can have.

I used to live with my grandmother. I used to wonder why the other kids in school went home with their mothers and fathers. I wanted to be the guy that got married. I wanted to be the guy with the children and the white picket fence. I never had that.

I’m a real estate guy.

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

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

He is happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home.

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

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

The more one does and sees and feels, the more one is able to do, and the more genuine may be one’s appreciation of fundamental things like home, and love, and understanding companionship.

Where thou art, that is home.

Charity begins at home, and justice begins next door.

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!

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.

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.

Our houses are such unwieldy property that we are often imprisoned rather than housed by them.

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

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.

No matter what, I always make it home for Christmas. I love to go to my Tennessee Mountain Home and invite all of my nieces and nephews and their spouses and kids and do what we all like to do – eat, laugh, trade presents and just enjoy each other… and sometimes I even dress up like Santa Claus!

Buy land, they’re not making it anymore.

Sitting idle at home is the most painful experience for a footballer.

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.

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.

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

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.

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

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

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

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

Better do a good deed near at home than go far away to burn incense.

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.

People say that about me, that I apparently buy houses near every boy I like – that’s a thing that I apparently do. If I like you I will apparently buy up the real-estate market just to freak you out so you leave me.

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

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

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.

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

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

I hate to see anybody sink. I hate to see anybody lose their dream, lose their home, something like that.

Always there has been some terrible evil at home or some monstrous foreign power that was going to gobble us up if we did not blindly rally behind it.

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

Home is where you feel at home and are treated well.

There’s nothing more comfortable or leisurely than having a pair of Ugg slippers on in the house.