Home is the place of Peace; the shelter, not only from all injury, but from all terror, doubt, and division. Ruskin.
Home should be an oratorio of the memory, singing to all our after life melodies and harmonies of old-remembered joy. Ward Beecher.
Home, the nursery of the infinite. Channing. 35
Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits. Two Gent. of Ver., i. 1.
Homer's Epos has not ceased to be true; yet is no longer our Epos, but shines in the distance, if clearer and clearer, yet also smaller and smaller, like a receding star. It needs a scientific telescope, it needs to be reinterpreted and artificially brought near us, before we can so much as know that 'twas a sun.... For all things, even celestial luminaries, much more atmospheric meteors, have their rise, their culmination, their decline. Carlyle.
Homine imperito nunquam quidquam injustius / Qui, nisi quod ipse fecit, nihil rectum putat—Nothing so unjust as your ignorant man, who thinks nothing right but what he himself has done. Ter.
Hominem non odi sed ejus vitia—I do not hate the man, but his vices. Mart.
Hominem pagina nostra sapit—My pages concern 40 man. Mart.
Hominem quæro—I am in quest of a man. Phædr. after Diogenes.
Homines ad deos nulla re propius accedunt quam salutem hominibus dando—In nothing do men so nearly approach the gods as in giving health to men. Cic.