“Will you not come home, brother? you have been long away,
It's April, and blossom time, and white is the spray;
And bright is the sun, brother, and warm is the rain, -
Will you not come home, brother, home to us again?”

“You will not be able to stay home, brother. You will not be able to plug in, turn on, and cop out.”

“You're the reason I get out of bed every night. And you're the reason I can't wait to come home every dawn. Not the war. Not the Brothers. Not even Butch. It's… you.”

“You can go home again, the General Temporal Theory asserts, so long as you understand that home is a place where you have never been.”

“You have come from my home,
So you must know about things at home.
On the day you left—in front of my open-work window,
Had the winter plum opened into blossom yet?”

“Do you know why the big brother is born first? It’s to protect the little brothers and sisters that come after him. A brother telling his sister, "I’ll kill you"… You never, ever say something like that.”

“If you become a bird and fly away from me, I will be a tree that you come home to.”

“Maybe that's the best part of going away for a vacation-coming home again.”

“Just keep coming home to yourself. You are the one you’ve been waiting for.”

“You and me on the bobbing knee.
Didn't we cry at that old mythology he'd read!
I will come home again, but not until
The sun and the moon meet on yon hill.”