(It might sound a little old-fashioned, but what’s inside a house—or rather, what’s inside those inside a house—make it a home. Dr. Frank Crane explains the values that make a house a home.)
THE HOUSEHOLD GOODS
The walls of a house are not built of wood, brick, or stone but of truth and loyalty. Unpleasant sounds, the friction of living, the clash of personalities are not deadened by Persian rugs and polished floors but conciliation, concession, and self-control.
The curtains that screen the household gods from the eyes of the vulgar and the curious are not woven of lace, but of discretion.
The food of the home is not meat and bread but thoughtfulness and unselfishness for these keep joy alive.
The real drink is not wine or water, but love itself, which is the only known thing that is at once a food and an intoxicant.
The bed is not to be of down and white linen but of “a conscience void of offense toward God and toward man.”
The lighting is not to be of the sun by day or by electric bulbs at night but by loyal affection, shining always in dear hears, burning always in true hearts.
Your home is not where you layoff your clothes but where you lay off your cares.
The cellar of your house is not be filled with apples or rare vintage but with the memory of sacred intimacies, of little heroisms unknown to the world of sufferings borne nobly.
In the attic, you do no store old trunks, letters and gowns, but you keep there the kisses, sayings and glances that cheered you when you gathered them fresh, and are now a sweet sorrow when dried by time.
The house is not a structure where bodies meet, but a hearthstone upon which flames of souls which, the more perfectly they unite, the more clearly they shine and the straighter the rise toward heaven.
Your house is a fortress in a warring world, where a woman’s hand buckles on your armor at morning and soothes your fatigue and wounds at night.
The beauty of a house is harmony.
The security of a house is loyalty.
The joy of a house is love.
The plenty of a house is in children.
The rule of a house is service.
The comfort of a house is in contented spirits.
The rats and mice in a house are envy and suspicion.
The maker of a house, of a real human house, is God himself the same who made the stars and built the world.
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