I was born a long way from where I belong and I am on my way home.
There would be brilliant songs, but, as [Bob] Dylan admitted on the recent Martin Scorsese documentary about him (No Direction Home), the specific muse that inspired "It's Alright Ma" would not return.
The land created me. I'm wild and lonesome. Even as I travel the cities, I'm more at home in the vacant lots.
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turning over in his grave.
Colleges are like old-age homes, except for the fact that more people die in colleges.
How does it feel, how does it feel to be without a home, like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone.
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.
Well, the moral of the story, The moral of this song, Is simply that one should never be Where one does not belong. So when you see your neighbor carryin' somethin', Help him with his load, And don't go mistaking Paradise For that home across the road.
You’re a cow Give me some milk Or else go home
I had ambitions to set out and find, like an odyssey or going home somewhere, set out to find this home that I'd left a while back and couldn't remember exactly where it was, but I was on my way there. And encountering what I encountered on the way was how I envisioned it all. I didn't really have any ambition at all. I was born very far from where I'm supposed to be, and so, I'm on my way home, you know?
Whenever anybody does something in a big way, it's always rejected at home and accepted someplace else.
It's not a house, it's a home.
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