Daddy went home to sleep.
Now go home and get some rest.
"It's good to be home," he whispered, "with the people who mean the most to me."
Alex had provided the money to remodel the home, but insisted that it stay in her name only.
His home was in the country not far from a great forest.
In spite of the continual struggle for custody, he had felt more welcome at the Medena home than he had with his step-father's family.
Alpatych was not at home, he had gone to the police.
Jonathan would be home soon so she started supper.
At last James Hogg said, "It's of no use; all we can do is to go home and tell the master that we have lost his whole flock."
This was one of their first lessons at home and at school.
He was glad to go back to England to see his home and his friends once more.
Of course, if you prefer, we can wait until you come home from work and make it a fun family event.
He loved the animals, his home and the clinic.
The conversation he hears in his home stimulates his mind and suggests topics and calls forth the spontaneous expression of his own thoughts.
Petya was not at home, he had gone to visit a friend with whom he meant to obtain a transfer from the militia to the active army.
At home, presents were under the tree, waiting for their return.
"Katie is going to take you home," Alex said.
We don't expect to get him home alive!
They would have some time to enjoy a late Christmas at home when they returned.
You go on home with Jonathan.
"I wanna go home," she whined.
"I know," Alex said, "but you need to go home and get some rest."
Some of them thought that "Home" was a good subject.
The schoolhouse was two or three miles from home, but he did not mind the long walk through the woods and over the hills.
And that fact is driven home by its generally low price in most locations.
She knew it was a proof that in the depth of his soul he was glad she was remaining at home and had not gone away.
Home, I told you!
She was faintly aware when they reached home and Alex carried her to their bed.
When Alex came home Destiny crawled into his lap.
It didn't take long for him to get home, and when he came in from the garage, he went directly to his gun cabinet and took out a rifle.
And she recalled in all its detail the night at Bald Hills before he had the last stroke, when with a foreboding of disaster she had remained at home against his will.
The French have destroyed my home and are on their way to destroy Moscow, they have outraged and are outraging me every moment.
When he reached home it was already getting dark.
The day before they were scheduled to leave, Alex came home from work and asked to see the tickets.
The driver took them to a Spanish design home a few miles from the hacienda.
He's at home with Jonathan and he can't come in because Destiny might catch what he has.
It will seem like being at home again, for I lived in that room for many, many years.
"I ought to be a fairy," grumbled Jim, as he slowly drew the buggy home; "for to be just an ordinary horse in a fairy country is to be of no account whatever.
Dorothy was herself anxious to get home, so she promised Eureka they would not stay in the Land of Oz much longer.
I will stay at home and do as you wish.
When Benjamin's father came home, his mother showed him the picture.
But think of it this way: Before, you made $33,000 and paid 40 percent in taxes, so you were left with $20,000 in take-home pay.
In other words, the average person will make more money, pay a higher percentage as taxes, but still bring home vastly more than before.
When you bring the babies home, can I come stay with you for a while and help take care of them?
If you don't get some sleep when you go home, you won't be able to relieve me tonight.
It meant a good deal to him to secure a home like this.
They had walked a mile or two towards home, when they came to the edge of a narrow and deep ravine.
Several weeks afterward, there came a visitor to the home of the Wests.
Yet I was once at home, strong, happy, and loved.
Without going home, Pierre took a cab and drove to see the Moscow commander-in-chief.
The head of the family, Count Ilya Rostov, continually drove about the city collecting the current rumors from all sides and gave superficial and hasty orders at home about the preparations for their departure.
At dinner Petya having returned home told them the news he had heard.
Now, in most places you can smoke in your car, in your home, and in remote places away from civilized people.
His hospitality was great, almost to a fault, and he seldom came home without bringing a guest.
On reaching home Pierre gave orders to Evstafey--his head coachman who knew everything, could do anything, and was known to all Moscow--that he would leave that night for the army at Mozhaysk, and that his saddle horses should be sent there.
One day they were sitting at the table working on coloring books when Alex came home early.
The way he acted tonight was a little too much like he did when he came home from the hospital.
Home was any place they were together.
I suppose no place is better than home on Christmas.
It would be good to get home - away from all the finery and hostility.
They were home and together.
"I hopped things would be different when we got back home - that we would stop all this bickering," he said crisply.
I'd like to get home again, I'm sure.
There was something which she wished very much to know before going home, and so, without thinking, she had leaned over and whispered just three little words.
"Elihu, you may go home," said the master.
Rome was saved; but Coriolanus could never return to his home, his mother, his wife and children.
This answer pleased the rich man so well that he bought Aesop at once, and took him to his home on the island of Samos.
The cows came home from the pasture and stood mooing at the gate.
For this reason many people were glad when he ran away from home and went to sea.
So, when he was eighteen years old, he ran away from his pleasant home and went to sea.
As Tamerlane looked, he saw that there was a hole in the tree only a little way above, and that this was the home of the ant.
The next minute it ran safely into its home, carrying its precious load.
"Then how am I to get it home?" asked the young gentleman.
They told him that there were beautiful things at home--why go away to see other things less beautiful?
So I took him in my arms and ran home as fast as I could.
Towards evening he told his men to ride home by the main road while he went by another way that was somewhat longer.
And then, the seeds we are using aren't anything to write home about, either.
The Bulgarian king Samuel was so stricken by the sight of his mighty army staggering back home that he suffered a stroke and died two days later.
When we were fortunate enough to find a nest I never allowed her to carry the eggs home, making her understand by emphatic signs that she might fall and break them.
My father was most loving and indulgent, devoted to his home, seldom leaving us, except in the hunting season.
One day spent with the blind children made me feel thoroughly at home in my new environment, and I looked eagerly from one pleasant experience to another as the days flew swiftly by.
I idealized them as the bravest and most generous men that ever sought a home in a strange land.
One day we visited their beautiful home at Beverly Farms.
In the autumn I returned to my Southern home with a heart full of joyous memories.
Long after dark we reached home and found the cottage empty; the family were all out hunting for us.
Discouragement and weariness cast me down frequently; but the next moment the thought that I should soon be at home and show my loved ones what I had accomplished, spurred me on, and I eagerly looked forward to their pleasure in my achievement.
I wrote the story when I was at home, the autumn after I had learned to speak.
Since the publication of "The Story of My Life" in the Ladies' Home Journal, Mr. Anagnos has made a statement, in a letter to Mr. Macy, that at the time of the "Frost King" matter, he believed I was innocent.
I recall with delight that home-going.
I was just beginning to read Caesar's "Gallic War" when I went to my home in Alabama.
Among the places I visited were West Point, Tarrytown, the home of Washington Irving, where I walked through "Sleepy Hollow."
I could not make notes in class or write exercises; but I wrote all my compositions and translations at home on my typewriter.
I lived with several others in one of the pleasant houses connected with the school, the house where Mr. Howells used to live, and we all had the advantage of home life.
He explained each time what I did not understand in the previous lesson, assigned new work, and took home with him the Greek exercises which I had written during the week on my typewriter, corrected them fully, and returned them to me.
During the next two years I read many books at my home and on my visits to Boston.
One beautiful summer day, not long after my meeting with Dr. Holmes, Miss Sullivan and I visited Whittier in his quiet home on the Merrimac.
One is Mrs. William Thaw, of Pittsburgh, whom I have often visited in her home, Lyndhurst.
Twenty-five days later, while she was on a short visit away from home, she wrote to her mother.
When we went home we saw eight rabbits and two fat puppies, and a nice little white pony, and two wee kittens and a pretty curly dog named Don.
We came home in horse cars because it was Sunday and steam cars do not go often on Sunday.
Conductors and engineers do get very tired and go home to rest.
Soon I shall go home to see my mother and my father and my dear good and sweet little sister.
They tell people when to go to work, and when to go home and rest.
I have been at home a great many weeks now.
It made me feel very sad to leave Boston and I missed all of my friends greatly, but of course I was glad to get back to my lovely home once more.
Simpson is coming home soon.
When you come home from Europe I hope you will be all well and very happy to get home again.
She is going home to rest, but she will come back to me next autumn.
I think puppies can feel very home-sick, as well as little girls.
I should like to be at home on Christmas day.
I think of my beautiful home every day.
All of the girls have gone home to spend Christmas.
Now I must tell my gentle poet good-bye, for I have a letter to write home before I go to bed.
This was the first home-going after she had learned to "talk with her mouth."
How did God tell people that his home was in heaven?
But now I want to tell you how glad I am that you are so happy and enjoying your home so very much.
Please tell the brave sailors, who have charge of the HELEN KELLER, that little Helen who stays at home will often think of them with loving thoughts.
When I came home teacher read to me "The School-boy," for it is not in our print.
At the end of June Miss Sullivan and Helen went home to Tuscumbia.
Nevertheless, I must tell you that we are alive,--that we reached home safely, and that we speak of you daily, and enjoy your interesting letters very much.
Our quiet mountain home was especially attractive and restful after the excitement and fatigue of our visit to the World's Fair.
Mr. Burroughs told me about his home near the Hudson, and what a happy place it must be!
He died last Saturday at my home in Tuscumbia, and I was not there.
Not only do we enjoy being together; but we also find our little home most delightful.
We went to St. Bartholomew's Sunday, and I have not felt so much at home in a church since dear Bishop Brooks died.
My friends thought we might have one or two pupils in our own home, thereby securing to me the advantage of being helpful to others without any of the disadvantages of a large school.
But whether Helen stays at home or makes visits in other parts of the country, her education is always under the immediate direction and exclusive control of her teacher.
Since I wrote you, Helen and I have gone to live all by ourselves in a little garden-house about a quarter of a mile from her home, only a short distance from Ivy Green, the Keller homestead.
Helen and I came home yesterday.
We go home about dinner-time usually, and Helen is eager to tell her mother everything she has seen.
She said to the keeper, "I will take the baby lions home and teach them to be mild."
We got home last night.
Mr. Mayo went to Duckhill and brought home many sweet flowers.
I tried to hurry Helen out-of-doors, but she kept her arm extended, and every coat-tail she touched must needs turn round and give an account of the children he left at home, and receive kisses according to their number.
It frequently happens that the perfume of a flower or the flavour of a fruit recalls to her mind some happy event in home life, or a delightful birthday party.
She is very fond of all the living things at home, and she will not have them unkindly treated.
About the same time, in a letter to a friend, in which she makes mention of her Southern home, she gives so close a reproduction from a poem by one of her favourite authors that I will give extracts from Helen's letter and from the poem itself:
This is shown in a little story she wrote in October last at the home of her parents in Tuscumbia, which she called "Autumn Leaves."
Helen and I spent the summer of 1888 with Mrs. Hopkins at her home in Brewster, Mass., where she kindly relieved me a part of the time, of the care of Helen.
I shall be so glad when you come home, for I greatly miss you.
Then the fairies thanked him for his forgiveness, and promised to work very hard to please him; and the good-natured king took them all up in his arms, and carried them safely home to his palace.
Man wanted a home, a place of warmth, or comfort, first of warmth, then the warmth of the affections.
And so I went home to my bed, and left him to pick his way through the darkness and the mud to Brighton--or Bright-town--which place he would reach some time in the morning.
Fearing that they would be light-headed for want of food and also sleep, owing to "the savages' barbarous singing, (for they use to sing themselves asleep,)" and that they might get home while they had strength to travel, they departed.
He had worn the home-made Vermont gray, he said, and that was good.
But now I had made my home by the shore.
Men come tamely home at night only from the next field or street, where their household echoes haunt, and their life pines because it breathes its own breath over again; their shadows, morning and evening, reach farther than their daily steps.
We should come home from far, from adventures, and perils, and discoveries every day, with new experience and character.
But the notes of the flute came home to his ears out of a different sphere from that he worked in, and suggested work for certain faculties which slumbered in him.
In lathing I was pleased to be able to send home each nail with a single blow of the hammer, and it was my ambition to transfer the plaster from the board to the wall neatly and rapidly.
The other side of the globe is but the home of our correspondent.
Drive a nail home and clinch it so faithfully that you can wake up in the night and think of your work with satisfaction--a work at which you would not be ashamed to invoke the Muse.
I quarrel not with far-off foes, but with those who, near at home, co-operate with, and do the bidding of those far away, and without whom the latter would be harmless.
Pierre reaching the house first went into Prince Andrew's study like one quite at home, and from habit immediately lay down on the sofa, took from the shelf the first book that came to his hand (it was Caesar's Commentaries), and resting on his elbow, began reading it in the middle.
"Connaissez-vous le Proverbe: * 'Jerome, Jerome, do not roam, but turn spindles at home!'?" said Shinshin, puckering his brows and smiling.
Prince Andrew apparently knew this as well as Tikhon; he looked at his watch as if to ascertain whether his father's habits had changed since he was at home last, and, having assured himself that they had not, he turned to his wife.
The headquarters were situated two miles away from Salzeneck, and Rostov, without returning home, took a horse and rode there.
All their faces were as serene as if all this were happening at home awaiting peaceful encampment, and not within sight of the enemy before an action in which at least half of them would be left on the field.
Ouh! ouh! came peals of such healthy and good-humored laughter from the soldiers that it infected the French involuntarily, so much so that the only thing left to do seemed to be to unload the muskets, explode the ammunition, and all return home as quickly as possible.
He looked at the snowflakes fluttering above the fire and remembered a Russian winter at his warm, bright home, his fluffy fur coat, his quickly gliding sleigh, his healthy body, and all the affection and care of his family.
When he got home he could not sleep for a long time for thinking of what had happened.
On the way home, Prince Andrew could not refrain from asking Kutuzov, who was sitting silently beside him, what he thought of tomorrow's battle.
The quiet home life and peaceful happiness of Bald Hills presented itself to him.
Early in the year 1806 Nicholas Rostov returned home on leave.
Denisov was going home to Voronezh and Rostov persuaded him to travel with him as far as Moscow and to stay with him there.
Sitting on the sofa with the little cushions on its arms, in what used to be his old schoolroom, and looking into Natasha's wildly bright eyes, Rostov re-entered that world of home and childhood which had no meaning for anyone else, but gave him some of the best joys of his life; and the burning of an arm with a ruler as a proof of love did not seem to him senseless, he understood and was not surprised at it.
On his return to Moscow from the army, Nicholas Rostov was welcomed by his home circle as the best of sons, a hero, and their darling Nikolenka; by his relations as a charming, attractive, and polite young man; by his acquaintances as a handsome lieutenant of hussars, a good dancer, and one of the best matches in the city.
After a short period of adapting himself to the old conditions of life, Nicholas found it very pleasant to be at home again.
A dreaded foe be thou, kindhearted as a man, A Rhipheus at home, a Caesar in the field!
Pierre went home, but Rostov with Dolokhov and Denisov stayed on at the club till late, listening to the gypsies and other singers.
"The countess told me to inquire whether your excellency was at home," said the valet.
He spent the greater part of his time away from home, at dinners, parties, and balls.
For two days after that Rostov did not see Dolokhov at his own or at Dolokhov's home: on the third day he received a note from him:
With a sinking heart he watched Dolokhov's hands and thought, "Now then, make haste and let me have this card and I'll take my cap and drive home to supper with Denisov, Natasha, and Sonya, and will certainly never touch a card again."
At that moment his home life, jokes with Petya, talks with Sonya, duets with Natasha, piquet with his father, and even his comfortable bed in the house on the Povarskaya rose before him with such vividness, clearness, and charm that it seemed as if it were all a lost and unappreciated bliss, long past.
To say "tomorrow" and keep up a dignified tone was not difficult, but to go home alone, see his sisters, brother, mother, and father, confess and ask for money he had no right to after giving his word of honor, was terrible.
At home, they had not yet gone to bed.
"Is Papa at home?" he asked.
The meeting was at an end, and on reaching home Pierre felt as if he had returned from a long journey on which he had spent dozens of years, had become completely changed, and had quite left behind his former habits and way of life.
Princess Mary had ceased taking lessons in mathematics from her father, and when the old prince was at home went to his study with the wet nurse and little Prince Nicholas (as his grandfather called him).
On approaching it, Rostov felt as he had done when approaching his home in Moscow.
The regiment was also a home, and as unalterably dear and precious as his parents' house.
On reaching home Prince Andrew decided to go to Petersburg that autumn and found all sorts of reasons for this decision.
On returning home in the evening he would jot down in his notebook four or five necessary calls or appointments for certain hours.
For three days after the delivery of his speech at the lodge he lay on a sofa at home receiving no one and going nowhere.
Returned home for dinner and dined alone--the countess had many visitors I do not like.
Among the men who very soon became frequent visitors at the Rostovs' house in Petersburg were Boris, Pierre whom the count had met in the street and dragged home with him, and Berg who spent whole days at the Rostovs' and paid the eldest daughter, Countess Vera, the attentions a young man pays when he intends to propose.
When he reached home Prince Andrew began thinking of his life in Petersburg during those last four months as if it were something new.
In the hall the porch door opened, and someone asked, "At home?" and then footsteps were heard.
The right thing now was, if not to retire from the service, at any rate to go home on leave.
Thoughts of home grew stronger the nearer he approached it--far stronger, as though this feeling of his was subject to the law by which the force of attraction is in inverse proportion to the square of the distance.
After reaching home Nicholas was at first serious and even dull.
The old count went home, and Natasha and Petya promised to return very soon, but as it was still early the hunt went farther.
Toward evening Ilagin took leave of Nicholas, who found that they were so far from home that he accepted "Uncle's" offer that the hunting party should spend the night in his little village of Mikhaylovna.
You see it's damp weather, and you could rest, and the little countess could be driven home in a trap.
"Uncle" asked his visitors to sit down and make themselves at home, and then went out of the room.
Yes, first I thought that we are driving along and imagining that we are going home, but that heaven knows where we are really going in the darkness, and that we shall arrive and suddenly find that we are not in Otradnoe, but in Fairyland.
When they reached home and had told their mother how they had spent the evening at the Melyukovs', the girls went to their bedroom.
In Moscow he felt at peace, at home, warm and dirty as in an old dressing gown.
On coming home, while his valets were still taking off his things, he picked up a book and began to read.
When they got home she turned everybody out of the room except Natasha, and then called her pet to her armchair.
Only after she had reached home was Natasha able clearly to think over what had happened to her, and suddenly remembering Prince Andrew she was horrified, and at tea to which all had sat down after the opera, she gave a loud exclamation, flushed, and ran out of the room.
The count wished to go home, but Helene entreated him not to spoil her improvised ball, and the Rostovs stayed on.
Her father asked her to come home, but she begged to remain.
After reaching home Natasha did not sleep all night.
When they got home Natasha was the first to begin the explanation Sonya expected.
When Pierre returned home after vainly hunting all over Moscow, his valet informed him that Prince Anatole was with the countess.
"Home!" said Pierre, and despite twenty-two degrees of frost Fahrenheit he threw open the bearskin cloak from his broad chest and inhaled the air with joy.
He sought in himself either remorse for having angered his father or regret at leaving home for the first time in his life on bad terms with him, and was horrified to find neither.
It was, in fact, only the commencement of the campaign that prevented Rostov from returning home as he had promised and marrying Sonya.
On her way home at an early hour when she met no one but bricklayers going to work or men sweeping the street, and everybody within the houses was still asleep, Natasha experienced a feeling new to her, a sense of the possibility of correcting her faults, the possibility of a new, clean life, and of happiness.
I'll drive home, I must have left them there.
I really must go home... business... said Pierre hurriedly.
Petya wiped his perspiring face with his hands and pulled up the damp collar which he had arranged so well at home to seem like a man's.
Happy as Petya was, he felt sad at having to go home knowing that all the enjoyment of that day was over.
He did not go straight home from the Kremlin, but called on his friend Obolenski, who was fifteen and was also entering the regiment.
On returning home Petya announced resolutely and firmly that if he was not allowed to enter the service he would run away.
In his first letter which came soon after he had left home, Prince Andrew had dutifully asked his father's forgiveness for what he had allowed himself to say and begged to be restored to his favor.
In Helene's circle the war in general was regarded as a series of formal demonstrations which would very soon end in peace, and the view prevailed expressed by Bilibin--who now in Petersburg was quite at home in Helene's house, which every clever man was obliged to visit--that not by gunpowder but by those who invented it would matters be settled.
"I had the pleasure," replied Prince Andrew, "not only of taking part in the retreat but of losing in that retreat all I held dear--not to mention the estate and home of my birth--my father, who died of grief.
Kutuzov's adjutant whispered to Prince Andrew that this was the wife of the priest whose home it was, and that she intended to offer his Serene Highness bread and salt.
On his way home from Vorontsovo, as he was passing the Bolotnoe Place Pierre, seeing a large crowd round the Lobnoe Place, stopped and got out of his trap.
Well, he took that icon home with him for a few days and what did he do?
She had taken a cab and driven home by a side street and the cabman had told her that the people were breaking open the barrels at the drink store, having received orders to do so.
"At home?" asked Pierre.
If he were now to leave Moscow like everyone else, his flight from home, the peasant coat, the pistol, and his announcement to the Rostovs that he would remain in Moscow would all become not merely meaningless but contemptible and ridiculous, and to this Pierre was very sensitive.
We are at home on Thursdays--today is Thursday, so please come and see us quite informally, said the governor, taking leave of him.
That evening Nicholas did not go out, but stayed at home to settle some accounts with the horse dealers.
"Well, my dear fellow, I was still living at home," he began.
I come home on leave and I'll tell you how it was, I look and see that they are living better than before.
The yard full of cattle, the women at home, two brothers away earning wages, and only Michael the youngest, at home.
And Napoleon, escaping home in a warm fur coat and leaving to perish those who were not merely his comrades but were (in his opinion) men he had brought there, feels que c'est grand, *(2) and his soul is tranquil.
It is hard for you, but still you are at home while they--you see what they have come to, said he, pointing to the prisoners.
He tried to avoid his old acquaintances with their commiseration and offensive offers of assistance; he avoided all distraction and recreation, and even at home did nothing but play cards with his mother, pace silently up and down the room, and smoke one pipe after another.
In autumn he gave himself up to hunting with the same business-like seriousness--leaving home for a month, or even two, with his hunt.
That happened only when, as was the case that day, her husband returned home, or a sick child was convalescent, or when she and Countess Mary spoke of Prince Andrew (she never mentioned him to her husband, who she imagined was jealous of Prince Andrew's memory), or on the rare occasions when something happened to induce her to sing, a practice she had quite abandoned since her marriage.
The subject which wholly engrossed Natasha's attention was her family: that is, her husband whom she had to keep so that he should belong entirely to her and to the home, and the children whom she had to bear, bring into the world, nurse, and bring up.
To make up for this, at home Pierre had the right to regulate his life and that of the whole family exactly as he chose.
At home Natasha placed herself in the position of a slave to her husband, and the whole household went on tiptoe when he was occupied--that is, was reading or writing in his study.
The conversation turned on the contemporary gossip about those in power, in which most people see the chief interest of home politics.
Alex was romantic enough to understand the sentimental significance of the home she had inherited.
It was nice having Alex home all day and having the family together, but all good things come to an end.
No, it is a welcome home party - for you and Alex.
If this was what defined a vacation away from home, she'd just as soon stay at home.
Remembering what Felipa had said about the girls being out of a home if Alex refused the inheritance, she smiled.
It was rude to act this way to hosts who had invited them into their home on such a special occasion.
Sometimes Alex comes home for lunch and we eat together.
It was a good thing they were going home tomorrow.
They were home but still playing love tag at night.
They were home now - everything was going to be better.
There was nothing she could do about it until he got home, so she might as well not think about it.
When Alex came home that evening, Jonathan was in his room painting and Destiny was topping off her nap.
Alex will be home soon and I have to get supper on.
He's at home with Jonathan and he can't come in because Destiny might catch what he has.
When Alex came home that evening, Carmen told him about it.
I'll be home in a few minutes.
When Alex came home that night she had supper ready.
Lisa came home from the hospital the day before the funeral and Connie insisted on staying with her for a while.
I'm not going home until you talk to me.
Never would she have guessed such a lavish home existed in these rustic mountains.
It was a lovely setting for a home, secluded in wildly beautiful forested hills.
Being close enough so that she could attend college while living at home had been their rationalization, but she suspected they were also trying to stimulate her social life.
Such an unlikely spot for a home site, and yet, the remains of a chimney gave indisputable proof that one had existed at some point.
We've been away for a long time, you know, and so we're anxious to get home again.
Here, then, I made my home; and although it is a lonely place I amuse myself making rustles and flutters, and so get along very nicely.
That meant that their world--the real world--was not very far away, and that the succession of perilous adventures they had encountered had at last brought them near the earth's surface, which meant home to them.
When a young man I ran away from home and joined a circus.
So, as you are now too old to wander abroad and work in a circus, I offer you a home here as long as you live.
Zeb also wanted to see his home, and although he did not find anyone morning for him, the sight of Hugson's Ranch in the picture made him long to get back there.
The school was more than a mile from their home, and the children trotted along as fast as their short legs could carry them.
He ran home as fast as he could, blowing the whistle as he ran.
He was honored at home and abroad.
That night when Christopher went home he had a wonderful story to tell.
Parents were unable to leave their home to bury their child if the child died in the hospital.
Parents kept their children at home, especially in the summer, and certainly away from public swimming areas.
And then we come to Greece, the home of Hippocrates, the "Father of Modern Medicine," who left us not just the oath that bears his name but also a corpus of roughly sixty medical texts based on his teaching.
He works from home and has a night job remotely monitoring real-time security cameras after hours at an office building.
To some extent, we have this in the form of high taxes on cigarettes, which are seen to have negative externalities, and a home interest deduction on income taxes, as home ownership is viewed as having positive social good.
Your home will be your castle, and in your castle you will be secure.
But if we stay at home and mind our business, who will want railroads?
On the third day after Christmas Nicholas dined at home, a thing he had rarely done of late.
That evening, proud of Dolokhov's proposal, her refusal, and her explanation with Nicholas, Sonya twirled about before she left home so that the maid could hardly get her hair plaited, and she was transparently radiant with impulsive joy.
What do you do at home on this holiday?
They should be home any minute.
But I hope you are now ready to come home with us.